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Chris pulled on me until I stepped back, halting when my calves hit the edge of the bed. His left arm slid around my side, his hand moving up to cup my right breast.
I pressed them harder against the couch, trying to suppress my own arousal, and rose up on my knees.
Any of it. Chris, it's breaking my heart!" He just blinked, the lamp behind me illuminating his face.
That had me hyperventilating from fear. "Shh.
Beneath him, my body continued shaking from my sudden release.
" "Good. " His cock pressed against my pussy.
Even then, you floored me with your acceptance of my entire being. my piercings.
If I ever did. It definitely hadn't been like this in my head.