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Time seemed to stand still as I stared into his dark grey eyes, and the moistness between my legs was becoming almost unbearable. My lower lips yearned to be touched by him, to finally be filled with his manhood. But what about the fact he was twenty-seven years my senior? That he was my married boss? These were fleeting thoughts, instantly forgotten the moment Huston leaned down to kiss me.
My brush flits under your arm, then to each nipple in turn, back and forth, teasing until they stand firm, wanting more. Straining against your bonds, you feel my brush moving between your breasts, tracing a slow serpentine path to your navel, dipping in and around, moving back and forth playfully, ever so slowly, inch by inch towards the neatly trimmed hair below.
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Between her thighs rocking back and forth and the work she performed with her mouth on Jack’s swelled cock, Laruen felt viciously sexual and taboo. Her mind and body quickly connected the feeling of both her pussy and mouth working together as she wondered how she must look as the provider of pleasure while being pleased. She glanced at the full-length mirror by the bed as she caught a glimpse of herself in the throes of an afternoon of adventurous sexual play.
Allison took a bite of the gooey marshmallows. “And surely this won’t be the only sticky white substance to cover my lips.” Matt set his glass aside and kissed her fully. She managed to barely place her mug down in time to kiss him back with a fiery passion. He muttered he loved her as Allison’s nails dug into the back of his sweater.