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“I’m so bored,” Penny whined. “Read your book,” I said. I adjusted my folded up coat against the window and closed my eyes again. Outside the mountains rolled by in the darkness as the coach wound its way through them to the ski resort. “I finished it.” “Then, I don’t know, try to sleep or something.” “I can’t sleep, Johnny, I’m too wired. I can’t read, can’t watch the scenery out the window and you won’t talk to me.” I sighed. “Pen, keep your voice down. Everyone else is asleep.” I should have forked out the extra cash for us to fly; this journey was taking forever and the coach was cramped and uncomfortable. “Fine.” She flicked back her soft waves of blond hair and rested her head on my shoulder. My pulse quickened. Penny had been my best friend for so long. I wanted more, but I was afraid it would ruin our friendship if I tried to take things further. I gently inhaled her scent, closing my eyes as it flooded my senses. To me she smelled like home, or maybe somewhere you remember being really content. She fidgeted, squirming in her seat, then slipped her arm under mine and hugged it so my hand rested on her thigh. “How much longer?” she asked. Good question! How Escort Küçükyalı much longer could I do this? “About an hour,” I said. My hand on her leg felt tense and tingly. Things used to be so easy between us. We’d touch and flirt like close friends do, but then my feelings for her got complicated. Her boyfriend at the time being the thing that made them complicated. She wasn’t with him any more, hadn’t been for months, but I still felt that awkwardness of not knowing how to be with her. Penny fidgeted again and huffed. “What is the matter?” I asked. “Stupid underwires are digging in,” she muttered. “One sec.” She sat forward and reached behind her back to unhook her bra. Then she shoved her hands up her sleeves, did something mysterious, and her bra magically emerged from her sleeve. She rubbed the undersides of her breasts, lifting them so they pressed against the thin fabric of her t-shirt. “Oh, that’s so much better,” she said. I stifled a groan and quickly shoved my coat across my lap so she wouldn’t see the growing bulge there. Too obvious. She noticed me move it and a little smile flashed across her lips. I pressed Kartal escort my forehead to the glass and stared out into the darkness, stomach churning. “Johnny?” “What, Pen?” I asked, voice wavering. I silently cursed myself. She slid her hand into my lap and pressed her palm to my stiff cock. I gasped. “Shh, everyone’s sleeping, remember.” “Pen, what are you ‒ ” She pressed her finger to my lips. “Shh.” Her eyes met mine, bright and shining, and my breath caught in my throat. She rubbed me through my trousers and I softly banged my head back against the headrest. God that felt so good. Penny shifted closer and kissed my neck. She brought her lips up to my ear and whispered, “I was going to wait till we got to the chalet, but I can’t wait any longer. Don’t make me wait any longer, Johnny.” She squeezed me harder and I shook my head. “Pen I ‒ ” “Why do you think I agreed to come on this trip?” she whispered. Her hand moved up and she unbuttoned my trousers and slowly drew down the zip of my fly. “I thought we were just… to have a laugh… oh, Penny,” I gasped. “Shh, if you can’t keep quiet, I’ll have to stop.” She slid her hand into Suadiye escort bayan my shorts and gripped me gently. “Can you keep quiet?” I nodded. As she rubbed me with smooth strokes, she put her other hand up to my chin and turned me towards her. Her lips brushed against mine, soft and delicate and then harder. I parted my lips against hers and tasted the sweetness of her tongue. There was just a hint of mint from her expired gum. “How quiet can you be, Johnny?” she whispered against my lips. “Why?” She pulled her hand away, and removed my coat from my lap, exposing my hard, swollen cock. I glanced up, but no one could see unless they were trying to. Penny lowered her head into my lap and gently licked my tip. I shoved my fist in my mouth and bit down to keep from crying out. Little by little she moistened every part of me and then drew me, agonisingly slowly, into her mouth. Deeper, deeper, until my cock hit the barrier of her throat. She held me there for a moment and I let myself breath. Then she pushed down, forcing my cock hard against the back of her throat, squeezing with her lips and her tongue. I groaned; I couldn’t help it. I softly gripped a handful of her hair to pull her back. “Pen, stop. That’s too good. Pen?” She drew back until her pouting lips were just kissing my tip and then sucked me back in. “Oh God.” My eyes rolled back. She pulled back again and turned her head to look up at me, still kissing and licking me while she made eye contact.

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