Tell her you can make her forget all about it

From Create Your Own Story

"I can make you forget that any of this happened," you tell her.

Katy frowns. "How, Brandon?"

"Like so," you say, gently lowering her body onto the bed and kissing her neck. Katy shivers slightly. You strip the clothes off the top half of her body, exposing her breasts, and kiss your way downward to her chest. Katy's arms wrap around you as your lips move down her cleavage.

"Mmmmmm," Katy whispers. "That feels nice."

You suckle her breasts for a minute or two before replying. "Then you'll love this." You remove her remaining clothes and kiss your way down her belly to her mound. Katy gasps as your tongue touches her clit.

"Oh my!" she pants. "Brandon..."

Her voice dissolves into a lustful moan as you slip your tongue inside her to drink her honey while you tease her clit with a fingertip. In moments she floods you with nectar and you greedily slurp it up. "Tasty," you purr.

"My turn," Katy giggles, quickly stripping off your clothing. She kisses down your body until her mouth seals itself around your pole. Her tongue works its magic and in mere instants has you blasting jet after jet of sperm, which she swallows down without missing a drop. She slides up and wraps her arms around you, and you hold her against you as you snuggle.

"Bravo." You look up to see Katy's parents watching with amusement.

"My husband can't eat pussy that well, and he has 20 years of practice," Mrs. Haas laughs.

"The cops told us what happened," Mr. Haas chimes in. "I figured you two would seek solace in each other."

Mrs. Haas places a 24-pack of condoms on the dresser. "Just in case you want to go all the way later. I assume you're staying for dinner, Brandon."

"Oh, and we have some good news," adds Mr. Haas. "The cops have a lead on Donna's location. We may have her back shortly."

With that, Katy's parents depart. Katy nestles closer to you and hugs you tightly.

You are possessing:
12th Grade Boy
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