With one last glance around, you carefully pop open the door to Britney’s room to find her sitting down on the dressing room bench, her tank top discarded so she sits in her khakis and bra. As her eyes lock with yours, she stands up, pinning you against the door as she locks it. “I was hoping you would come visit me…”
She kisses you roughly, pausing only to yank off your shirt so she can kiss and bite her way down your chest. Then she returns to your mouth, her kisses a bit rougher. Just when you wrap your arms around her, she pushes you back, hooking her thumbs at the waist of her pants and swirling her hips so the pants slide slowly down her body until only her powder blue bra and thong remain. “Like what you see?” she teasingly asks you. Before you can answer, she yanks down your shorts and cups your shaft, moaning at its throbbing weight in her hand. “Never mind…I’ll take this as an answer.”
With this she kneels, unhooking her bra and sliding the tip of your cock inside the bra to rub the oozing precum against her nipples so that the wetness pushes through the sheer fabric. As she stands back up, the bra stays hooked on your shaft. Britney turns her back to you, leaning over so her thong covered backside knocks off her bra and pushes against your cock. She leans over slowly to grab her ankles, her tight body and thong pushing hard against you as she moans softly, “Take me now, John. I can’t wait any longer…”
You lean down, pulling the thong aside as you run your tongue around her moist pussy and ass, pushing and swirling as Britney moans, pushing against you. “Oh god, don’t stop…”
Taking her cue, you raise up and slowly push your cock into Britney’s tender teen butthole. The two of you moan as the two of you work against each other while Britney fingers herself. The two of you are so busy enjoying the moment…that you barely register a key turning in the dressing room door….
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