Caught Pillow Fucking And I Had To Join

  I host the best sleepovers because you never know what will happen.

One weekend after a game one got caught pillow fucking. This is the same one that flirts with me too. I can’t help what happened after he caught me looking. It was a regular weekend. I got the list of the people who will be at my house for that weekend. They won the game so we went out to celebrate afterward. Official Italian pizza for the win at this pizzeria my boyfriend owns across town. Talk about jealous stars from everyone who flirts with me.

It didn’t take long for us all to get to my home. Everyone just wanted to order to go. Go figure! I had a crowd roaming my house until everything got quiet. Or so I thought anyway. I had a long day and took my time in the tub soaking. I Facetimed my boyfriend because I was turned on by the sexting me were doing. We mutually masturbated until we both exploded. I fell asleep in the warm water. My jasmine-scented bubbles knocked me out. I woke up from those few minutes of sleep feeling so energized. I was caught pillow fucking.

I assumed that it would be ok for me to walk around in my robe

That night I wandered around without anything else to do for the moment. First hitting the kitchen for my late-night fruit bowl. Then I strolled aimlessly into the empty hallways and took a peek into the rooms. I heard a grunting sound and wanted to see what it was. Coincidentally, the door was wide open and the person I heard was the one always flirting heavily with me. He was underneath a sheet. Heat shot to my cunt as I saw him in full motion, caught pillow fucking.

I ran to my room but lay there as my panties ran moist from what I saw. The next day ran by in a flash. There was another game, and movies followed. I skipped out for a little while everyone finished. A trip to the pizzeria was needed as well as a surprise fuck. My boyfriend didn’t expect to walk into his office to see me naked. Looking at him with bedroom eyes, hair swept to the side of my face, and waiting for him.

What happens after being caught pillow fucking in the middle of the night?

He took me and came so quickly. He kept apologizing after. Then and when I finally got home. I just caught everything winding down in the house right along with the conversations about the movie that I was tempted to catch the late show. This night I only took a shower and put on my perfume lotions, and silk robe, covering my lace-satin cami. All black because I still felt naughty. As I sat at my vanity, I hear the same sound.

There’s an instant shock in between my thighs as I get up to see. I have this urge to watch the show tonight. I approach the door and see the same movements as the night before. As soon as I have a full view of how he is fucking the pillow he looks up. Primal passion in his eyes as he looks at me looks at him in the dimly lit hallway. It was like he was telepathically sending me commands. My fingertips ran up my thing and into my panties. Caught pillow fucking once again.

I felt so naughty as my juices gushed all over my fingers. He pumped harder while I plunged my finger into my wetness harder, and harder. In the midst of it, he whispered repetitively and loudly for me to cum. I watched him cover the pillow with his nut as my juices flowed like a waterfall.

What happened next blew my mind! I know that you want to know. Maybe a part two!

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