Kiss Me, I’m Irish

“Kiss me, I’m Irish,” I tol d my sleeping boy toy this morning when I woke him up, on St. Patrick’s Day, and he did just that… He leaned over and started to kiss my sweet little sexy neck and his fingers found my sexy little teenage nipples…

“We don’t have time for this,” I reminded him, but he did not seem to hear me as his sleepy hand slipped into my sexy little pink thong.

“But baby, you are so wet, Tash..” my boyfriend started to finger my sweet little willing pussy, opening it up a little. I rolled over on my back and my half-awake boyfriend started to pull down my hot little thong, leaving me wearing only my little white tank top. He looked up at me and smiled as he started to push my knees back and shoved my little tank top up over my titties, letting his big thick pink tongue slip into my sweet little young pussy. He licked me until I almost came, and then he climbed on top of me.

“I think somebody has been a very naughty girl,” he said as he started to slide his cock up against my tight little horny pussy.

“I have,” I confessed, “so please fuck me..”

Love,
Tasha

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