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He trailed a path down her ribcage, tickling her with his tongue, pausing only to circle her belly button, and she gave an es

This was not the woman in the red dress The woman in the red dress would have been a hell of a lot more experienced The woa inventive and acrobatic No, this was the girl in the baggy jogging bottoy sweatshirt, with no e of her nose

And as she?

He swept past that question, which had popped into his head from nowhere, because this was definitely not the ti on who she was or what her motives were

She was slick against his tongue, which he flicked into her and along the sensitive crease that sheathed her clitoris He felt that little stiff bud and tickled it so that she groaned and arched her hips up, allowing him to cup her bottom with his hands

Dazed, Susie looked down at the dark headin her life had prepared her for this level of eroticis herself to drop all her inhibitions like this, and another part was relishing every single second of the experience

She bucked against hiscloser and closer to a cliroan he rose up and thrust into her—just one long, deep thrust, as though he couldn’t stop himself Just as quickly he withdreith a muttered oath

‘What’s wrong? You can’t stop now Please’

‘I need to get a condom I can’t believe’

He couldn’t believe that he had done the unthinkable—that he had been so turned on that he had entered her without protection, even for a split second

He placed the condoers that weren’t quite steady, and this time

One deep thrust

He was huge, thick and hard inside her, and it felt so good that she wanted to screa hi faster

Susie wrapped her ar as theiras one, totally in sync