Teen Painting V2
It was the summer holidays, and I had the house to myself for a couple of weeks. We were painting my mothers bedroom, and stopped to take a break. We went downstairs to wash the paint brushes and rollers and started slapping the brushes off each other. I hit him, he hits me, we end up falling over each other. On the ground, he has me straddled under him, we tickle each other, until we stop. We look at each other, I pull his face towards mine. We kiss. It's a short kiss, but boy, I want...