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Unnnhhh.
The friction even made his cock spasm again, once.
It sent a jolt right to my pussy, making me wetter and hotter. My clit swelled even more.
We lay like that for another couple of minutes, me listening to his breathing right next to my ear. It was such a turn-on… the light brushing of air over the strands of hair covering my ear… tickling me… like the lightest caress you could possibly imagine.
Jesus.
I couldn’t stand just lying there doing nothing anymore.
I began to very gradually rock my ass back and forth. Not far – we’re talking about a centimeter, maybe. Up and down.
Stroking his cock.
He grunted, an animalistic sound. “Fiona – ”
“Shh.”
I kept doing it, pressing my ass against his erection, caressing him with my body. I could feel his cock spasm again – but this time it stayed bigger for a couple of seconds, like it couldn’t stop being rock-hard.
He grunted again. His breathing was heavier this time. “Fiona – ”
“Shh.” Suddenly I quit moving. “Unless you want me to stop.”
“No,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire.
“Then don’t move,” I whispered back, and started again.
Except, though the pressure was nice, and the feeling of his girth and length was undeniable, it was all hidden away under multiple layers of clothing. My panties, my t-shirt, his boxers.
I decided I had to fix that.
I pulled the edge of my t-shirt up over my thighs, then over my ass and hips, until it was bunched at my waist.
I could feel the outline of his cock more distinctly now.
Much better.
But not good enough.
I hooked my fingers in my panties and slid them halfway down my thighs. Enough to bare my ass, not enough to give him the idea I wanted to go straight to fucking.
Holy shit.
As soon as I did that, I realized his cock was actually jutting out of the front seam of his boxers. His satiny skin, stretched tight as a drum over that massive erection, was now blood-hot and bare against my own skin.
MUCH better.
I began to move my ass again, up and down, just a centimeter.
Jack groaned again, this time louder.
“Fiona…” he sighed, his voice raspy and hoarse.
“Shh,” I ordered, and went back to enjoying the feel of his cock against my ass.
He was riding the groove between my cheeks – that long, stiff shaft nestled right against my crack. Not in my crack – he was waaaaay too big for that – but it was like a nice little guide track for his movements.
