She looked down at Peter’s shriveled member. She had never seen it soft before. I guess I tired him out, she giggled. Then she got an idea.
Moving stealthily, Erin leaned down and ran her lips along Peter’s soft penis, then pulled back to assess the effects. Hmmm, she thought, nothing yet.
She began licking it softly from top to bottom. Peter wasn’t stirring and continued to snore. Looks like more aggressive action is needed, she decided.
Erin gingerly lifted his flaccid penis and took it in her mouth. It fits easily like this! she noted. She swirled her tongue and sucked. Suddenly, she felt it – a twitch. She kept sucking and fluttering her tongue and soon the effects were obvious. He was getting hard.
As Peter’s erection came back to life his deep sleep ended and gave way to a dream, a dream that he was getting a blowjob. Wet lips and a warm tongue were bathing his shaft. He opened his eyes into a world of confusion. It was dark and he didn’t know where he was, but when he reached down and felt a head of hair in his lap he remembered. Erin’s room. She’s blowing me? What time is it?
Within moments his cock was fully hard and Erin was climbing on top of him, easing her cunt down onto his renewed hardon, riding him slowly, up and down. Peter reached up to massage her breasts. She put her hands on his chest, leaning on him as she rode him.
The two young lovers had another torrid fuck session, rolling around on the bed, quiet but energetic, their bodies coupling in every way. By the end, Peter had cum for the fourth time and Erin had countless additional orgasms. The clock flashed 3:15am.
“I think I better go now,” Peter whispered. “I have to get home before my parents get up.”
Erin nodded. “OK,” she said with a big smile, “you can go.”
Peter kissed her.
“Want to do this again some time?” Erin asked.
“Definitely,” Peter replied as he pulled on his pants.
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