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Chapter 12 by aroes aroes

Which room is he in a rush for?

Livingroom

I follow, and we reach the living room. I look around surprised, but then casually pulls me tight, wrapping his arms tightly around me. My body, surprised by the suddenness of the touch, my body alight with passion.

He grabs my ass in his right hand, our bodies pulled tight together as we touch. I moan feeling as his left-hand squeezes my tit. As we kiss, my eyes close and I relax my body on his. I want this to happen, come what will as he touches my body. He pulls my top over, my tits bounce as they are released from the thin fabric. He pulls it over my arms, before tossing it across the room, and I watch as it flies near the TV.

We kiss again, his hand over my body. Touching the folds of my pussy, brushing my exposed tits, and then hanging my skirt up, becoming swiftly nothing but a thin line of fabric around my waist. I step out of my heels, my body fueled by desire, by need as we touch.

I hear then knock at the door, and I see him move to get it. I stand there, striking a sexual pose, blowing him a kiss as he opens the door.

Who is it?

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