“Here, hand me your plate. While my hands were relieved by the cooling water of the faucet, I could feel the fire burning below in my crotch. Amateur porn I was shaking, half from the thrill of the countertop, half from the fear of my own perverse thought. I deliberately placed my hand on his left shoulder when I handed him his glass. Her voice, like a knife, pierced into my personal euphoria, snapping myself awake. Dinner was great and I paid extra attention to Chris to see if he still felt any lingering effects of our conversation, but he seemed fine. Most of the videos were very stereotypical porn plots and settings with mostly girls in their early 20s. “Really?! Through all this, my hand had not left my pussy and by now was slowly fingering myself. I nearly skipped my way downstairs and into the kitchen to get Chris’ breakfast started. The sound of my own dirty act mixed with that of the videos, edged me on even further. All the courage I had just worked up to actually go through with my decision and kiss him was wasted.
