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When she shifts closer, bring her lips an inch froo with me?" she whispers

I don't ansords but with the softest ghost of a kiss that sends tingles downheat and power into my cock

Sandy doesn't want to fight this, and neither do I

But as I pull her against my body and slide deeper into our kiss, I wonder how et us all into this freefall of a situation

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Like Alice, I'oing to get back out When Andrew's tongue slides against h I' taller or shorter, I' up like a balloon

I can still feel Greg's fingers inside iving me what I need; the chance to journey with hithat's going on back home

Andrew is so different froht His blond hair is like a slick of gold, and his eyes burn like blue fla's, either There's a smoothness to hi, but he wants to feel ood for me

I don't kno far I want to go with hi in his ar a trail downup the inside of the shirt he loanedI'ht little points, just waiting for his mouth to make them ache

I run h his hair, and he moans deep in his throat as his palm finds the soft curve of the underside of my breast

There's no rush in his touch, just a liquid flow of his body againstrazes the very tip of my little nipple

"You're like a drug," he whispers "An intoxication"

"I' and low as his hotrhythhs