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Two weeks had passed since the field trip. The following Friday, Claire had told her parents about Scott. Naturally they were unsure at first, worried about his ‘intentions’ – oh if only they knew! He was eventually invited over to dinner, the next Wednesday. The meal passed quickly, with Scott chatting about sport to Claire’s father, whilst her mum swooned over the younger lad. Afterwards he was taken home, before the couple could have any real fun. Claire was in a frenzy. Her pussy was in a constantly aroused state; her lips pink and a little puffy, sweet juice dripping into her panties. Every day since her first experience of oral sex, she had masturbated in her room. To Dave Williams’ joy, she kept forgetting to close the curtains. Every day he sat at his computer and waited for 5pm to arrive, along with his own private show. He spent all day thinking about Claire, not so innocent little Claire. Oh, the things he watched her do to herself… She was getting quite into penetration; be it with her hairbrush, a thick marker pen, even once a banana! After Scott’s first visit to the house, her neighbour istanbul travesti watched the teenage girl sit in front of her mirror, legs spread wide, stuffing her pussy with what looked like a twisted glass bottle – probably perfume. After every few thrusts, she removed the sopping bottle and licked her juices clean off it, before returning it to her pussy. Eventually Claire started to spasm, clearly orgasaming. As Mr Williams’ hand sped up, he too reached his peak. As usual, as his dick gave one last twitch, his mind was already thinking about their next ‘moment’. So, now Claire and Scott have been an item for two weeks. By some miracle, her parents are out tonight, so Scott’s going to her house for some fun. Straight after Mr Thomas’ geography lesson, (this week he droned on about renewable energy. Yawn!) the teens rushed back to the house. Once inside, Scott grabbed her roughly and started kissing her longingly. “Oh baby, I’ve been waiting for this for so long!” he beamed at her. “So, are you gonna give me the tour? Let’s start with your bedroom!” Another of his cheeky grins spread across istanbul travestileri his face, as she took his hand and led him upstairs. They entered her room. “Jeez girl, how pink is this?!” He teased, “However, I’m loving the double bed…” Claire blushed, walking over to open the window. Gazing across the sun lit street, she noticed movement over the road. “Ewwww!!” She screeched. Scott came running over to the window, “What’s up baby?” “The old dude over the road, Mr Williams, I think he’s looking in here again. I swear to God that old perv wanks over me… I spose I should start closing my curtains.” A mischievous look flashed over Scott’s face. “Why not give him what he wants?” Claire looked confused. “Come on baby, it’ll be hilarious. We’ll give him something to wank over! Maybe then he’ll know you’re onto him and quit it.” Claire sat on the bed, shaking her head. “But Scott, that’s just gross! Besides, the thought of someone watching me getting myself off is just weird. No-one’s ever watched me before – well, not that I knew of…” Scott sat down beside her, wrapping her travesti istanbul up in his arms whilst tickling her neck with soft kisses. “Show me first then…” He whispered. Without giving her chance to answer, he began slowly undressing. “Oh, come on baby, we’ll both do it over here, he can’t see us! I wanna see how you get yourself off…” Claire looked up at him with her big green eyes and smiled. “Okay the mister, but only if you do it too!” She giggled, slipping off her shirt. Soon they were both naked, sat at opposite ends of her bed. She was blushing again. Scott saw that he needed to take the lead, “God, I’m such a lucky guy to have such a sexy girlfriend…” He said, slowly grasping his erect cock and giving it a few light strokes. Claire was watching intently, slowly licking her lips. “Ooh, do you like that baby?” He teased. She nodded in response, sliding her hands onto her firm breasts, giving them a squeeze, tweaking her little nipples. Scott’s grip tightened around his thick shaft. “Mmm, you little slut!” He laughed, “Go on, touch yourself. You know you want to…” His wish was her command, as her hands drifted between her legs, spreading them slightly. Giggling a bit, she teasingly spread her pussy lips, giving Scott just a glimpse of her pinkness. She licked one finger tip, then began gently rubbing her clit, letting out a soft moan.