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Kid dropped on her, gathering what was soft about her sides between his hands and elbows.
“Get your fucking knee off my head,” De
With the tips of her fingers, she climbed Kid’s back, and sighed, and tightened her hands in their climbing.
De
“How you, sloppy-face?” Kid put his arm around De
“It’s her idea,” De
She giggled and said, “It is not!”
Kid felt the boy’s groin against his hip. “De
She raised her hand and laughed again. “Sure. But he won’t do that.”
Kid turned to De
“I guess not,” De
“His tongue sure stays up, hey?” Kid said. The girl rubbed the side of his knee with hers.
Kid rubbed back, reached between De
“Hey, what are you…”
“Woops!” Kid said. “It’s up again. Come on, I want to see you try.”
The girl rolled on her back. “He won’t do it.”
“You shut up.”
“I think he should.” She folded her hands under her breasts. “But he keeps saying he’s gay.”
“Why don’t you lay off me?” De
“I got a hand full of your dick.” He moved his fingers so that De
“De
Wrapped between ham and heel, De
“Shit,” De
“Uhhh…”
De
“So? You still got a hard-on. You sure that’s the only thing you’re worried about?” Kid sat up and put one hand on De
Kid put one hand on her belly, pressed a finger in a crease. He moved his hand onto her hair and mirrored her moan with his voice.
A muscle in De
De
“His dick and my two fingers in your pussy,” Kid said. “They can’t all give out at once. Hey, look at him hump!”
Her hand lay loose: small fingers on white palms where the sweat was shiny as mica. The fingers moved to close and did not close, moved to open and did not: she touched De
Kid rubbed his neck, and De
“Hey?” Kid brushed her cheek with his knuckle. Her wide eyes locked his. “You make it this time?” With his other hand, he pushed his cock down against her thigh. “I can go again.”
She flashed an uncertain smile. “I’m okay.”
“Shit!” Kid let his head drop with a bark of laughter. “I’m tired, that’s what I am.” He closed his eyes, and a breath later heard them making movements. His own groin, still engorged, was numbing. I bet I’m going to wake up with cramps under my balls, he thought, and didn’t care. De
He woke in a
“What you doing?” Kid asked. He rolled his head left, then right on the creased blanket, then again with his eyes open. The girl was gone.
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