#339462 - Did she hear him coming down the hallway?— no. One button at a time, until her jeans were flaring suggestively open, exposing her pink cotton panties. She had suspected that he would be shocked and probably shout at her; but she had no idea he would immediately start spurting cum from his penis through the air like that! … She had rehearsed in her mind that she would say something like, “don’t stop on my account”— as minutes before she had been spying on him through a door only slightly ajar, gripping her own heated crotch through the tightness of her jeans and basically feeling herself up; her other hand up her baby t-shirt, groping and moving alternately from one small tit to the other, as she stood outside his door and rocked her little body against her hands.