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Chapter 7 by Prankstar1963 Prankstar1963

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Breaking and entering

Tracy and Alexis had never had any romantic interest in one another. Alexis was happily married to a car salesman named Rick, and Tracy had a boyfriend. Yet here they were, living out a male fantasy in front of their coworker. Tracy's hands soon found their way into Alexis's pants, feeling the round sculpted flesh of her friend's butt and taking them in two handfuls. "wow hmm?" was a sound of confusion but could easily be mistaken for pleasure. Alexis ran her hand through Tracy's hair, pushing her lips harder into hers. They felt their tongues gently explore each other's mouths. Their bodies were entangled. She could smell Alexis's perfume and feel her smaller breasts pressing into her own. Her hands held her toned ass. She picked her up so Alexis's legs were wrapped around Tracy's waist. Tray Pressed the more petite girl against the wall. Her body moved with a desire she didn't feel. As they both regained control, Tracy dropped Alexis. "I'm sorry... I need to go," she said, pushing past Fred, who was still slack-jawed.

Tracy put herself back together, fixing her hair and wiping Alexis's lipstick off her mouth. She could still taste the mint gum her coworker had been chewing. When it dawned on her, she hadn't finished her rounds. She also needed her bra back. Unfortunately, that meant having to see Handsy Hank again. This day just kept getting worse. She rushed off to get her cart back. Trying to ignore the jiggling display she was putting on for the people walking past.

Tracy finally made her way to Hank's condo. She reached for the handle, but the door was locked. Tracy knocked a few times, but there was no response. She looked around for a spare key or another way in. Maybe she had gotten lucky, and he wasn't home. She saw the pill cart in his living room through a window. It was opened just a crack. She reached for it, trying to **** it open more. After a bit of a struggle, the window finally gave way, pulling up a bit. Unfortunately for Tracy, she heard a tear. The latch had caught her shirt and split it down the middle. Her pale breasts fell free as she climbed into the window. "Fuck" She looked down at her exposed self and started toward the pill cart. Then she thought about her bra. It had to be here somewhere. That way, she could at least cover herself a bit.

She quickly scanned the living room. She couldn't see it anywhere. She headed down the hall to the bedroom. She slowly opened the door. She still saw no sign of Hank, but her bra was on the nightstand. She made her way inside and bent down to reach for it. Her breast slipped out of her torn top. Suddenly, she felt familiar hands grab hold of both her fleshy mounds.

"Back for round 2. Sweet cheeks," He said, slowly jiggling her tits with his hands. Her brain tried to push him away, but her body instead pressed her ass into his now sprouting erection. God no, she thought, and she slowly moved her hips up and down, stroking his erection against her cheeks. He took one hand away and reeled it back, slapping her ass hard. She lost her footing and fell face-first onto the bed. As she started to crawl away, she felt him yank down her pants. She flipped over, trying to pull them up. He took the opportunity to climb onto her and start to kiss and lick her nipples. "Mmmm, oh god," She moaned at the old man's attention despite her mind struggling. He licked, sucked, and nibbled every inch of her breasts. As he did, she watched her hands slowly unhook his belt and slid his pants off and then his underwear. She watched his manhood sprout from his gray pudic bush. Why am I doing this? she thought as her hand traveled to her crotch and she began to play with herself and to wetness. _Oh god, I'm about to fuck Handsy Hank, _she thought as she slowly guided him inside of herself. Her body moved in rhythm with his thrusts. He watched her breasts jiggle hypnotically as her pumped away. "Gonna cum on those big ol titties" He said pulling out and aimed at her glodes. She felt the hot seed land on her chest as she wanted to scream but instead in a sultry voice she said "thank you, sir" and she slowly brought one breast up to her mouth and began to lick it clean.

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