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Chapter 7 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you want from him?

Go down there.

You gesture for him to continue. He kisses your shoulder, and then your breasts as he plays with your very erect nipples between his lips. He teases you with his tongue before kissing down your chest, your stomach, and then finally the inner skin of your thighs.

You moan out in anticipation as he moves his mouth over your most sensitive area. Slowly, his tongue teases your lips before brushing perfectly against your clit. Your head snaps back as you moan again. From all the teasing, you're nearly out of control. Even a few licks could bring you a full orgasm.

He seems to realise this, and immediately begins to pleasure you fully and greatly with his mouth. His tongue slides against the spot again, over and over. Only a moment passes before you scream in ecstasy--entire body filling with overwhelming joy. Your chest raises up and down in a heavy panting, but you quickly pull yourself up and tackle his body down against the couch instead.

You pin down his toned body, and push your hips down against his loins. His cock slides up into your body, and it feels both relieving and amazing. As you swerve your rear up and down against him, you can see the **** pleasure in his eyes. By the look on his face, he seems to be holding back embarrassing noises of happiness. You move up and down more quickly, and he looks as if he's going to burst.

Both your joy and his brings you close again, and certainly the undies did their fair share of the arousal. You jump up and down on him, giving him a full view of your bouncing breasts and giving yourself a full view of his great body.

Your body tenses up as an electric ecstasy travels through your body and you orgasm a second time. Almost immediately after, you feel his throbbing member erupt inside you. Slowing down, you fall to his side and you both breath heavily. Finally, all that pressure is gone. The underwear problem is gone. You feel good.

"You look great in a skirt," Troy whispers. You smile and rub your hand up and down his chest. You look over at your buzzing cellphone, and open the text. It seems like your sister is letting you come home.

You decide to have a talk with her. You're pretty sure it was her who gave you these panties as a gift in the first place.

What's next?

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