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Chapter 8 by corran25 corran25

Does she move her hands, or do you move your head?

She shifts

Suddenly, Emma moves away from me for a moment and her hands shift to either side of my body. The table moves a bit and my eyes spring open as she crawls on top of me. I'm about to open my mouth when I feel her bare thighs touching the outside of my knees, but all that comes out is a soft hiss of ecstacy as she folds the towel back to cover only my backside and I feel her breasts rubbing up and down my spine.

She laughs softly and whispers. "Do you like that, Mr Adams?" unable to speak from the pleasure, I only nod and moan. She shifts her weight again, this time so she's only straddling one of my legs and I whimper as I feel the soft warm folds of her sex sliding along the back of my thigh. "And this?"

I finally manage to find my voice and whisper, "Please..."

She chuckles again and tosses away the towel, lying down all along me, her naked body melded to my back, nipples rock hard against my spine, and hips gyrating and grinding her moistening pussy against my leg. "Please, what?"

Well, what did I want?

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