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Chapter 7 by Torg Torg

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I pulled her up and gave her a passionate kiss, her soft lips against mine sending shivers down my spine. My hands roamed her teen body, caressing her naked curves. She pushed her tongue through my lips and teased my mouth. As we kissed she took my shirt over my head, breaking the kiss just long enough for the shirt to pass my head.

I couldn't believe this was happening, but I didn't want it to stop. Sue was leaning against the door, her body on display for me to see. Her small, perky breasts heaved with every breath she took, and her nipples hardened in the chilly air-conditioned room. I moved my gaze down her slim waist and hips, ending at her wet slit that glistened in the dim light. My cock was hardening again, and I was powerless to stop myself.

"You like what you see, Mr. Thomas?" she purred, running a finger down her neck and between her breasts.

"Sue... this isn't right. You're Diane's age," I said, though my voice betrayed me with desire laced in each word.

"I know," she said, stepping toward me. "That's what makes it so naughty, don't you think?"

"Oh God, you're driving me crazy," I groaned as my hands instinctively reached out for her before I could think better of it.

"That's what I want," she purred as she guided my hands to her breasts. "Touch me, Mr. Thomas."

I kneaded her perky tits strongly, making her moan as she grasped my surging cock. When I pinched her nipples, she squealed, “Oh, Mr. Thomas! Suck them!”

It's like she had read my mind. I wanted nothing more than to taste those delicious mounds of hers. I lowered my head, taking her left nipple between my lips, sucking it hard while flicking the other with my tongue. She moaned in pleasure as I gently bit down on her nipple before moving to her other one. Her hands were in my hair, guiding my mouth where she wanted me to go.

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