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It was clearly visible, creating a very awkward situation. I do not wear undies while sleeping, that made matters worse. The soft stroking on my hai hug by Neetu masi had given me such a hard-on in the morning.It was really embarrassing. I could see Neetu masi staring at my erection with her eyes wide open. Her eyes glued on the tent in my shorts. I quickly sat on the bed, desperately trying to somehow hide my erection. The damage was already done. I could not make eye contact with masi.I sat near her with my head down. My dick was still hard, firm. The raging surge made me feel that it may tear my shorts and pop out. Of course, I was covered, but she knew what lay beneath my shorts. Maybe she would have seen me entirely nude in my younger days.But now, she was about to carve the image of my proud, thick penis, heavy sac, and tiny curly hairs in her mind. Masi’s expression said it all. She was surprised looking at my erection. Masi got up and sat beside me. She kept her hands on my. She grabbed my left hand with her right and my right with her left. She then cuddled up to me in the theatre seats, with her head resting on my chest. We stayed that way through about half of the movie, untill I put my face against her cheeck, and kissed her. I held the kiss for 2 seconds and pulled away. She looked at me, smiled, and then withdrew her hands from mine. She cupped the sides of my face, and we pulled eachother closer and kissed. We continued to kiss and eventually tounge was brought into the picture by her, so I responded in kind. I took my hand and traced her right side starting from her neck. When I got down to her butt, I gently rested my hand on her soft cheeck. To my excitement, she didn't object. I felt her start to carress my back with one hand and touch my leg with her other. As we continued kissing, she slowly started moving her hand up towards my crotch. At that point, I started getting hard. I moved my left hand from my lap to her left side, and started to.
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I gave the briefs a final tug and they fell to the floor. My cock sprung into view, bouncing a few times before settling into a half-mast position, neither completely limp nor fully erect. "It's... it's bigger than I imagined," Donna remarked without taking her eyes off my dangling dick. "It's also... well... I think it's beautiful." Beautiful or not, her compliments were propelling me to full height. Donna's eyes widened as, apparently on its own volition, my cock went from pointing at the floor, to rising straight out from my groin, to finally curving slightly upward toward the ceiling. I also noticed she was unconsciously squeezing her thighs together and then releasing them. This was turning her on as much as me. "How do you do that?" she asked. "Make it grow like that?" "I didn't do anything. You did!" "Me? But don't I have to, you know, stroke it or something?" "You did. With your eyes. When you look at me like that... it's insanely arousing." Donna giggled, maybe even blushed.

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