Fucking My Neighbours Daughter: EP9

Paying attention to the conversation again, I realized I had a agreed to have a cup of coffee after the meal while I was having this internal moral argument.

When Debbie stood up to go and get the coffee I couldn't help but notice how her tight dress showed off her beautiful curves and how cute her ass was as I watched her walk. I helped to clear the dirty dishes off the table and took them into the kitchen where Debbie was preparing coffee so I could have another look at her gorgeous figure.

She insisted that we didn't bother with the washing up, despite my offer to help, and we walked through to the living room with our coffees. She was a little unsteady on her feet presumably from the amount of wine she had been drinking all evening.

We sat on the couch and I arranged myself so that I wasn't too close but I couldn't help but notice that Debbie's dress rode up her thighs to show off more of her lovely long legs. It was strange that here I was with a beautiful woman, clearly wanting me to take things further, and yet I was the one trying to resist. I started to wonder why I was trying to resist. Debbie wasn't the only one who had drunk too much wine.

Perhaps I should let the evening take its natural course and finish off with sleeping with her?

As we sat on the couch chatting, I glanced over at her and saw in her blue eyes a mixture of emotions. Perhaps it was the drink but I thought there was a mixture of desire and sadness, as if she wanted me but at the same time wasn't sure. Should I encourage her? My cock clearly thought I should.

"Can I ask you something personal?" Debbie said softly, averting her eyes and clenching her hands in her lap.

"Sure," I replied.

"I sometimes feel lonely even being married and having a daughter. Cindy is

some tears while she continued to look down at her hands clenched I'm her lap. Well, here was my opportunity,

her and could see here whole face brighten with a gorgeous smile. It was as if she had suddenly made the decision to be happy whatever the cost probably prompted by my innocent touch, which is not what I had intended. The suggestion of tears had vanished

too much wine driving her feelings and actions. My body was responding to her sexy body and her desire for me as I felt a twitch from my cock, aroused by the voluptuous figure inside her tight dress. The dress outlined the soft curves of her breasts and the wide curves of her hips as she sat turned towards me. My cock began

of this dilemma and I glanced at my watch before saying "Sorry Debbie, I have an early start tomorrow and I ought to be leaving

looked at me and hesitated before saying "That's too bad considering how well the evening is

her dress, running her hands down her

I decided it was harmless and I could resist her especially

the music that had been playing because I had been too busy working out how to respond to Debbie's advances. A slow song was playing, and

I carefully took her in my arms, trying not to let our bodies get too close. Debbie didn't have any such reservation and immediately snuggled close to me and my heart, and my cock leaped at the feel of her full breasts pressed against my chest. She rested her head on my shoulder and I breathed in deeply, my senses full of her arousing perfume although there

swayed slowly in time to the music, my hands gently touching her back. Gradually she moved even closer and I could feel her relaxing against me. I was acutely aware of her hips pressing into mine, and my hardening length was pushing up against her through our clothes. It might have been my imagination but I thought I could feel her nipples hardening against my chest. The song finished and another started, once again filling the room with soft music.

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the bathroom and let go of me. The smell of Debbie's perfume and the alcohol stayed in my nostrils as I hurriedly found the

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