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“You’re getting me started again,” she said.
“Mm-mm,” I mumbled into her hair. I could feel my cock beginning to
grow between her ass cheeks. I knew she could feel it, too.
Turning around then, she put her arms around my neck, our mouths found
each other, and we pressed our bodies together, tightly. It was as close
as we could get without actually fucking. I reached down to the through
our meshed bodies and gently kneaded her skirt-covered abdomen, pressing
lightly just above her pubis.
“Don’t you think the others will miss us?” she husked, moving her
pelvis slightly against my roving fingertips.

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“You’re sure you didn’t come,” she said, sliding her body down mine
until she was on the floor, her head just above my engorged cock.
“Good,” she whispered, grasping the shaft in her right hand and
lowering her mouth over me, her lips shaped in the familiar ‘O’. She took
the penis into her, sucking it slightly.
“That feels good!” I sighed.
She stopped sucking for a moment. “Don’t be afraid,” she husked.
“Afraid of what?”
“Afraid of coming in my mouth,” she whispered just before lowering her
head over me once more and enveloping me with her warmth.
It didn’t take long for her magic to work. She couldn’t have bobbed
her head up and down on me for more than a deliciously sweet minute. I
didn’t tell her I was coming; I just let it happen, spilling my seed into
her as she swallowed each and every drop.
The very next afternoon Beth was washing her hands at the kitchen sink
when I came up behind her and pressed myself into her rear, putting my
hands up underneath her sweater, feeling and gently squeezing her breasts
through the thin cotton bra.