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Emily was jumping up and down, knowing that it was inevitable that she was going to win and she won. She walks over to Tyler, smirking. “now about our deal. Wait, you were serious? Of course, now fess up. Umm, when I was a kid, I thought you were a boy.” she starts giggling, knowing that wasn't much of a secret or anything embarrassing of that nature. “that's not really embarrassing, but ok, fair enough. Now let's go. I'm getting tired now, Tyler.” the day was over with and they were soon driving back to the house. But the fun was only blonde just beginning. Tyler couldn't believe he actually lost, but he knew it was gonna happen because it was inevitable. On the way home, all he could think about was cum fucking his tomboy friend. Lust was creeping into his mind. A few minutes later, they both walked into the house as Emily hops on the sofa. She didn't even take her shoes off, she just jumped on the sofa. She puts her face on the pillow as she thinks about something and then looks over at Tyler. teen “do you remember when we used to wrestle in the mud? It was so much fun, I had dirt all over me. Boy, that was some good times. Why can't some girls be like me? Because they are not tomboys.” Emily starts laughing because he was right, they would never do anything like that. Unless they were into the boy lifestyle like she was. She stands up, spreads her legs while looking at Tyler. “Yep teens normal, traditional women are so closed up, they don't know how much fun it is. Playing in the mud, playing basketball, video games wrestling, boy activities are way more enjoyable. You know?” Tyler was too busy staring at her sexy legs while also looking at her shorts and wondering what her pussy looks like. He wonders if it's hairy, or if it's clean as fuck. It was normal for her to be talking like this. After all, she is a tomboy, so these responses were what you expect. Not listening to her, Emily raises her voice just a little bit. “hey, I'm talking to you, Tyler. Right? Sorry, spaced out again, but I heard you. Oh, really, Tyler then what did I just say? You were saying how you enjoy boy activities.” Emily got up going into the kitchen to grab a cold beer, and when she came back, she sat down on the couch, spreading her legs again and starts drinking. Obviously feeling good from her little fun activity with Tyler embracing her tomboy nature, after all, it was pretty manly to drink beer just because that was mostly a man thing. Seeing her drink made Tyler fantasize about knocking at fear away, pulling her shorts down and fucking her like a wild animal, but he had to keep his mind from going into the gutter. Emily looks over and notices that Tyler is still by the front door just standing there. “ yo, why are you still at the door, Tyler? Come sit down on something you're acting like you're nervous. No, I'm ok, I'm just thinking about stuff, that's all. Well, alright.” she takes a sip of her cold beer, wondering but he could be thinking about. Emily would usually drink cold beer girlfriend whenever she was feeling good or needed to relax. And she knew Tyler didn't mind, so it would be fine. Soon after getting her bra off her arms he quickly tugged her panties down. If you keep us entertained we'll make sure you get first class and your safety will be our responsibility. Motioning both of the females to him he reached out to both laying a hand on their shoulders for a few moments. He rubbed it across my lips and face. “Yes, I do. Stephen says. He clenched his fist, feeling the fibrous muscles girlfriend of his arm bulge under taut skin. I know you can do it,” she says, gently pushing more of her meatstick inside me. It hits a very sensitive spot that sends a jolt through me. Finally, I feel her teens balls press against mine. So a little backstory… with the escalating shows we have been putting on here at the Stuffed Pussy, teen Tina here tried to protect her interests a little bit coming into tonight. We kissed and parted to the applause of cum all. "Good, because I did too. I put in blonde a call to Mark Newberg. “Oh ok. Right this way” the attendant replied pointing me in the direction to the restroom.