Charlie Booth first met Sharpington resident Liz Alarcon when he was on holiday with his family and three days later the 26-year-old Estate Agent took his virginity a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday.
But that proved to be the first of many occasions, as
he continued on his sexual journey with her in a variety of vacant properties
on the books of her Agency.
On the last day of his holiday, he was in the front
hall of a 3-bedroom house in Nob Hill inside Liz and she was so hot and creamy
and being inside her was like being immersed in warm honey.
As he pumped into her, she let out deep rasping moans.
“Oh Charlie, Charlie” she panted and then her breaths
became coarser and her moans deeper, Liz’s thighs were holding his hips like a
vice and her ankles were crossed beneath his buttocks holding him inside her.
Because she was gripping him so firmly, he could only
give her short, measured strokes, one after another and another until she came
to a shuddering climax, and he instantly followed her over the precipice and
then she kissed him.
“Oh, Charlie that was so hot” she sighed still
gripping him like a vice.
“Are you satisfied now?” he panted.
“If I say no, will you fuck me again?”
“Yes” he replied.
“Then I’m nowhere near being satisfied” Liz said.
“Then you’d better get your slutty arse into the lounge”.
He ordered her and Liz ran down into the lounge stark
naked as instructed, Charlie paused, but only to pick up all the clothes and
then he joined her.
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