This time, Sharon started rubbing the little animal furiously across her CHEST, hoping for more growth.
Steve just watched. He knew he was going to get it sooner or later, although he was growing quickly out of control. . . .
Steve? Steve? Where'd Steve come from? Why, it's Sharon's neighbor, Steve, sixteen years old and as horny as a house cat. The little pervert has been spying on her in her room and bathroom through the windows since he was fourteen, the little bastard! Even now, a massive erection was growing in Steve's pants at the sight of Sharon's writhing body, the sight of her running her hands down her pants, between her legs. Steve felt almost ready to gush against the side of the house. Fortunately, Jim had not yet noticed him, or Sharon either. Steve began PLAYING with himself as Sharon rubbed the little beast all over her sensitive breasts.
Suddenly . . .
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