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Chapter 6 by Von Tron Von Tron

What do you go for first?

Her breasts.

Going for her breasts, first, you grab one of the small mounds on her chest, sending the energy flowing, once again, and begin rubbing it. Natasha squirms, in her sleep, her body not used to these new feelings.

Natasha had always guarded her "purity," not even dating, since she was so obsessed. Though, here you were, feeling her completely untouched, untainted body. It filled you with a certain glee.

Pinching her small, hardened nipple, you send her into a writhing frenzy, a small smile spreading across her face, as she instinctively raises her knees and begins rubbing her thighs together.

As if on purpose, her grinding her thighs together started to slide her shorts, which had already been lowered by you, down her legs, slowly and sensually showing more and more of her groin.

You feel her quickening heartbeat, while groping her modest chest, her breath quickening to match it.

Looking at her, you see her wavy, nut brown hair falling about her shoulders, her small perky breasts and her smooth, hairless crotch, with those lips hidden tightly between her thighs, and her bronze skin giving her tiny body a golden aura, contrasting nicely against her small, blue top.

Head lying sideways, on her pillow, she opened her mouth, panting, now, trying to keep up with the pleasure she was getting from your, rather simple, stimulation of her breasts.

Suddenly, her back arches and she lifts lower body, by her legs, spreading her knees apart. You hear her orgasmic panting, as her whole body shakes and flexes.

Flopping back down, she flips onto her stomach, contented.

Now, she's lying on her stomach, her hair a mess, her top rolled up, slightly, exposing most of her back and her pink boy-shorts had ended up around her ankles, leaving her round, tanned behind out in the open.

Pulling her shorts off, completely, you toss them onto the pile of ever growing clothes, on the floor. Now, she'd, hopefully, just think she went to sleep like that.

Giving her a smack on the behind, you head out the door, rather surprised she slept through all that.

Where do you go to sleep?

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