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Over an hour later, I was still rocking back-and-forth when Chris pulled into the lot. I'd been half-wishing I had a cigarette because something I'd read recently said smoking helped you relax.
Teasing at my entrance but not penetrating.
My piercings. " "The letter-" I started, but he brushed his fingers across my pussy, preventing me from breathing at all for a few seconds.
He really did enjoy what he was talking about right now. "One of the booths at the event had talked about anthropology.
Suddenly, he smacked my pussy and flicked my clit full-on.
"Chris!" My cry came out garbled when I pressed my face into the pillow. Beneath him, my body continued shaking from my sudden release.
" I frowned and looked away. "I didn't say that.