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attractive man. And his cock was huge and … She felt like a common whore as he winked at her.
    She should have known that Hayley would never try to steal her boyfriend, Anne reflected as Alan licked his lips and winked at her again. She’d never really got on with her sister, but she should have known that the girl would never dream of stealing her boyfriend. Noticing Alan talking to Dave, she held her hand to her mouth. What would Dave think of her if he discovered that she’d been fucking a man in his fifties? she wondered anxiously. What if people started talking and word got out?
    Anne trembled as Dave retook his seat at the table and talked again about the future. She chatted with him for half an hour, trying to come across as relaxed, but she couldn’t stop thinking about Alan. He knew how to please a young girl, she thought, recalling his huge cock shafting her tight pussy, his fresh spunk overflowing and running down her inner thighs. He was good company, he knew how to please a girl … But she couldn’t see him again, she decided finally. She’d enjoyed her time with him, enjoyed the spanking and fucking, but it had been a mistake and she couldn’t see him again.
    Finishing her drink and leaving the pub with Dave, Anne felt guilty as they walked to her house. She’d forgotten that she’d told him that she was a virgin. That had been another mistake, she reflected as they reached her house and he kissed her good night. She should never have lied, but she knew that lying would now become the norm. Slipping his hand up her short skirt, Dave massaged the swell of her pussy lips through the tight material of her sperm-soaked knickers. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her young body, and she knew that he wanted her.
    ‘You’re very wet,’ he breathed. ‘Your knickers are absolutely drenched. Are you ready for it now?’
    ‘No, I … We can’t do it here, not in the street.’
    ‘It’s almost dark, so let’s go into your back garden. No one will see us.’
    ‘All right,’ she whispered, again recalling Alan’s rock-hard cock pumping sperm deep inside her tight vagina.
    Behind the bushes at the end of the garden, Anne looked up at the house and hoped that Hayley wasn’t around. Dave started kissing her, thrusting his hand up her skirt again and tugging her knickers down, and she thought once more about Alan. She’d loved being spanked, she mused as Dave slipped a finger deep into her sperm-bubbling vagina. There was something naughty and exciting about going with an older man, she thought as Dave drove a second finger into the tight sheath of her hot pussy. Especially a married man who was older than her father.
    Easing Anne onto the ground, Dave slipped her knickers down over her feet and parted her legs wide. He whispered in her ear as he took his weight on his arms above her and stabbed between her swollen love lips with his bulbous knob. He told her to relax, reminding her that this was her first time and he wanted it to be good. She said nothing as his cock glided deep into the sperm-wet sheath of her contracting vagina. Looking up at the stars sparkling high above her, all she could think about was Alan, the way he’d spanked her and driven his huge cock into her tight pussy.
    Dave pumped his sperm into her young body within less than a minute, and Anne had to fake an orgasm. She writhed and gasped as he drained his swinging balls, but she felt guilty again as his sperm overflowed and ran down between the firm cheeks of her bottom to her anal hole. But her guilt mingled with a feeling of wickedness. Alan was right: they could meet at the house and fuck and Dave would never find out. Alan would pull her knickers down, spank her bare bottom, bite her ripe nipples, drive his cock deep into her yearning cunt and fuck her senseless. But she knew that she shouldn’t meet Alan again. It would end in tears, she was sure. And word would get round and she’d be labelled a slut.
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