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Hamish Emmons

Resumo da Biografia I was back from school for winter break when I met my mom's new boyfriend for the earliest time. My parents divorced when I became five, then it wasn't like it was traumatic or anything to satisfy the guy. I didnt expect him to generally be so damn hot, though. He's a fitness professional, and fit as hell—six-pack-abs-and-ripped-arms fit, like the truth is in advertisements for weight loss supplements and gym memberships. When he rang the doorbell one night around 6pm looking for my mother, who has been out during the time, I chose to play hostess inside my comfy but clingy sweats. I invited him inside and poured us each a glass of wine. A couple of hours later, we're two bottles deep and neither folks had heard from my mother. I made the first move, touching his knee and then sliding my hand up his inner thigh. When I managed to get to his crotch, he leaned back and said, ‘Fuck it!' Create stood up. I stood up too, around the seat of the couch. Then I jumped into his arms, legs wrapped tightly around his waist and impressively firm ass. His dick felt delicious poking through his pants, rubbing on my vagina, I knew I could orgasm from dry humping him just as that. But I wanted him inside me, so I reached down and grabbed it. We fucked—fast—inside the laundry room, where there were a look at the driveway should my mother came back. Most of our clothes remained on, and we powered up the washer therefore it would vibrate beneath me as they pumped and pumped, deeper and deeper. It turned out the dirtiest thing I've ever done, and I'd do it again.”