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Smoothly, I flick my bra open and tear it off my shoulders.
He brings his hands to my chest and cups my breasts before gently kneading them while I rub my crotch against his erection, pushing my chest into his touch.
Tipping my face down, I slip my tongue between his lips.
His response comes quickly.
He tastes good, and he’s a skillful kisser. We explore each other for a few good moments, his body swiftly getting warm.
Growing confident, he deepens the kiss, and our tongues move slowly in a dance of lust.
“That’s good...” I purr, filled with icicles inside.
He likes to kiss, and I do too, so we enjoy each other for a few minutes before I tear away.
Silently, I slide to the floor and kneel between his legs, my fingers moving quickly to undo his pants.
Deftly, I cuff his erection and caress him, his eyes sparkling with lust and anticipation.
I cup his balls and stroke him with my tongue before wrapping my lips around his crown and slowly pulling him deep into my mouth.
He moves his hips, and it doesn’t long before his control diminishes.
Breathing heavily, he spreads his legs a little more, and his hand comes to my head to press my mouth against his groin.
I like that a lot.
I rise to my feet when he's ready and slip my panties off. He watches me in awe, his gaze drifting over my body, his fist tight around his cock.
I snatch the condom from a nearby table.
He stretches his hand out, wanting to put it on, but I wag my finger at him, rip the foil, pull the condom out, and roll it down.
He twitches when I touch him.
Ecstatic, he watches me straddle him again, sliding down and hugging his hard meat with my core.
Leaning back into the couch, he stares at me, his eyes heavy with pleasure, his breaths shallow.
“This feels good,” I say, acting again.
It’s not that he doesn’t feel good.
He does feel good.
And he looks good as well, his face glowing from his arousal, his stare becoming blank and unfocused.
I grind on him and close my eyes, focusing solely on him, increasing the pace when he needs it the most and slowing down as he nears his climax.
I like him––I really do––and I wish things could be different, but there’s a wall between us, a line I never crossed, a mystery I never solved.
Following the script, I moan and groan and quietly growl.
His balls tighten, his body is tense, and his chest heaves, clueing me in.
“I’m coming, baby…” I purr, closing my fists in his hair.
He clutches my waist, pushing his hips up, his cock spearing me while I move faster. He shuts his eyes, digging holes into my skin with his fingers.
