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Waking up with a devious grin on my face, I make my way downstairs and casually stroll into the kitchen. As I hunt for something worth eating in the cupboards, I begin to feel as if I’m being watched from behind, but just before I have the time to pick myself up and turn around to find out who’s watching me, I painfully feel this huge, powerful slap across my arse. “What the fu..!?” I scream, suddenly turning around. “Hey, you; thanks for last night, I totally enjoyed having you between my legs and your tongue buried inside of me,” Penelope whispers deep inside my ear. Gathering myself together, I start to feel my face burn with embarrassment. Calming myself down, I smile awkwardly and drift my way out of her reach and across the kitchen. “You’re totally welcome, Penelope, but absolutely no one can know what happened last night, got it?” I urgently say. “I won’t, but I’m expecting a lot more nights like last night,” she winks, moving closer and closer to where I am standing. Placing my hands on the wooden chair to the side güvenilir bahis of me, I waste no time in putting it between Penelope and I. Keeping her at bay and myself out of her reach, I grab an apple and begin munching away as she seductively bites her lip and stares at me. Hearing my sister and the rest of her friends running downstairs, I start to feel my tensed body loosen with relief. Finally, I think. “Jeeze, leave Penelope alone, will you!” Leticia growls. “Yeah, leave me alone, Rachel,” Penelope laughs. “Oh, c’mon!” I say, confused, as Leticia, Penelope and Laura walk into the other room. Sitting at the table confused, yet relieved, I catch sight of Penelope going upstairs and quietly, but surely, hear a door close from upstairs. This is my only chance to get to my room without having to see her again for the afternoon. Dashing upstairs as fast as my body will take me, I reach my bedroom door, hurriedly open it and dive straight in, closing and locking it behind me. As I stand back, relieved and relaxed, I güvenilir bahis siteleri suddenly feel my whole body freeze. From the corner of my eye I can see a pair of knickers on the floor beside my bed. I’m pretty sure they were not there when I got up this morning, I think, mainly based on the fact that Penelope had gone back to my sister’s room wearing hers and I don’t remember owning a pair of black frilly knickers, with a significant pink bow on the front. “Oh, god,” I say aloud. Dashing out of my room as quick as possible, I can feel the craving for her reappearing between my legs. Making it to the kitchen, I hear something upstairs and frighteningly see Penelope coming straight into the kitchen from upstairs. Gripping the kitchen worktop, I swallow like no tomorrow. “Hey, Leticia, I’m just going to get your sister to help me make us all breakfast, so just relax and keep watching whatever you and Laura are watching,” she smiles. “Okay, tell me if she annoys you though,” she replies. Oh, please god, no, iddaa siteleri not now, not right here in the kitchen, I think. Anywhere but here. Closing my eyes and reopening them a couple seconds later, I find Penelope standing inches away from me. “No running this time.” She devilishly grins. I really can’t take it anymore. Lunging for her hips, I pull her closer to me until I can feel her perky breasts pressed against mine. Grazing her hips with my hands, I comfortably begin raising her shirt whilst she undoes my jeans. Feeling my jeans fall softly to my ankles, I step out of them and hungrily pull down her shorts at the same time. Burying my nose between her legs, I take a deep breath in and enjoy the scent of her wet, shaven pussy beneath her knickers. Standing myself up, I suddenly feel her place her hands on my shoulders and forcefully push me back against the kitchen counter. Surprised at her sudden rush of dominance, I decide to go along with it. Feeling her remove my shirt, I begin to become impatient so, wasting no time, I remove my shirt, pull my knickers off and place her head between my legs. Keeping an eye out for anyone heading for the kitchen and listening to everyone in the next room, I feel her tongue slide its way teasingly down my throbbing clit.
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