Young Blonde Neighbor (a classic)

Young Blonde Neighbor (a classic) by cactusman

Did you just moan?

I guess that didn’t help. It’s OK, I understand. Does it hurt?

Does it ache?

I’m afraid you’ll fall off the couch. Why don’t you get down on the floor?

Yeah, just kneel like that. Spread your legs a little. Keep trying to stroke off through your panties while I give you a little kick, OK?

Well, I hate to have to do it, but if a few light taps didn’t work we may have to use just slightly more force. We both know that if you have an accident from being naughty and I was the one that made you naughty, people will think I’m a naughty girl too. I’ll be gentle baby... Kick!

Are you alright?

Good. Did it work?

No? You still want to make nasty cummies?

Kick... Kick... Kick...

What about now?

You mean you’re doubled over on the floor, sweaty, sore, and achey, and that’s still all you can think about?

Wow. What am I doing wrong?