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Mouth dry, she had trouble for in control

Saainst the button of his jeans but didn't pop it open Pushed on by a need growing exponentially with every breath, Josie reached out for that button Fuck the strip tease; she wanted that cock of his inside her

He pushed her hand aside “Uh, uh, uh No touching the talent” A very unprofessor-like grin curled his lips

Looks like she'd created ato be?”

“Yep” He flipped off his shoes and popped open his fly

The brief gli to see more

She gnawed on her botto Sa when she'd made that request?

He hooked his fingers into his waistband “Sure you're ready for this?”

Josie gulped and nodded her head Her pussy ached fro and the temptation to drop to her knees, put her mouth level with that white cotton, nearly overwhelmed her

The moment before her restraint snapped, his jeans slid down his ht at her but remained hidden behind that damn cotton

“Your turn” His voice barely louder than a harsh whisper screa her nipples andher clit throb

“For what?”

“I didn't get to look as, if it's even possible to” He pulled her up from the couch “Stand here”

Josie stepped onto the oval birch coffee table, but instead of sitting, he stayed close, reaching up to one of the few buttons still holding her shirt closed His fingers rested there for a ed her so she bent forward and his lips were millimeters froainst her, but he didn't touch

Heat swirled through her body—she needed to be fucked now