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Chapter 10 by wixxy wixxy

How do you proceed?

Quick and to the point

Pushing him back with a firm hand to the chest, you yank your t-shirt up and over your head. You are rewarded with the heat of his breath on your chest, and his eyes popping at the sight of your boobs despite their confinement in your plain black sports bra.

The other hand is shimmying your jeans over your hips, taking the flimsy panties with them which roll and bunch a little before the whole lot slips down your slender legs and you kick them away. Now his gaze is fixed on the cleft between your legs, the wispy brown bush of the last couple of months failing to hide the outline of your pussy.

Practically leaping onto the couch, you straddle him, sinking down over his groin and rocking your dripping slit against the ridge of his cock. You growl softly, grinding your little clit on his hardness, sawing with a back and forth motion that inspires fizzling sensations in your long-ignored secret place.

Rising slightly, one hand reaching down between you and grasping his prick, you make a tiny adjustment and gasp with him as you collapse back down to rest. It's been so long you are overwhelmed by the feelings, your fists bunched in his shirt, pulling yourself down to kiss him. You start to rock again, feeling the thrusts deep inside, using your grip against his chest for extra leverage. Your clit is pressed against his root, continuing that luscious building feeling that makes your thighs shudder alongside his.

Taking one of his hands, you plant it firmly on your breast. His grasp feels faint through the thick fabric, and you grunt with frustration. Reaching behind, you unclip the fastening and shuck the bra off, freeing your boobs which bounce slightly with each movement. Your thick nipples harden beneath his devoted hands that squeeze and press the soft, pale flesh.

Tearing your lips from his, you draw yourself back and regard his blissful, overawed face. He's grinning at you like a fool, eyes a little glazed, and panting despite all the work so far being yours. You feel the glorious hardness deep in your cunt, and squeeze him playfully, shocking yourself with the intense blast of pleasure that it creates. You remain there, moving gently, staring into his eyes for god knows how long.

All good things must come to an end.

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