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He push
e
d
h
e
r up
a
g
a
in
s
t
the w
a
ll
a
nd
took
c
ont
r
ol
of h
e
r mouth with
his.
His
h
a
nds
pinn
e
d
h
er
s
a
bove h
e
r h
e
a
d
a
s
he d
e
e
p
e
n
e
d
the kiss.
H
e
r
mouth
op
e
n
e
d
to
him
without
p
re
ssu
r
e
.
S
he
w
a
nt
e
d
this— w
a
nt
e
d
him.
He
mov
e
d
b
oth
h
e
r
h
a
nds
to
one th
e
n
ca
ptu
re
d
h
e
r
b
r
e
a
st with
his
fre
e
h
a
nd.
Molding it,
his
thumb
b
r
u
s
h
e
d
ov
e
r
h
e
r
nipple th
r
ou
g
h
h
e
r
blouse
a
g
a
in
a
nd
a
g
a
in.
T
h
e
on
l
y th
o
u
g
ht
in
h
e
r
h
ea
d
w
a
s
mor
e
.
Ton
g
u
e
s
t
a
n
g
l
e
d
a
s
e
a
c
h
of th
e
m
f
o
u
g
ht
f
or
c
ont
r
ol.
Pe
y
ton
kn
e
w he
would
win,
but
she
e
nj
o
y
e
d
the
b
a
ttl
e
.
His
t
ee
th
nipp
e
d
a
t
h
e
r low
e
r lip
th
e
n
his
ton
g
ue
li
c
k
e
d
ov
e
r the little stin
g
.
O
n
e kn
e
e
p
re
ss
e
d b
e
tw
ee
n
h
e
r
thi
g
hs
th
e
n
up
a
nd
a
g
a
inst
h
e
r
s
e
x
.
I
t
w
a
sn
’
t
long b
ef
o
r
e she
r
ode
him.
T
e
n
d
r
ils
o
f
f
i
r
e
b
e
g
a
n
buildi
n
g
in
h
e
r
womb—
f
i
r
e
fed
b
y
t
h
e
h
e
a
t of
his kiss
a
n
d the
tou
c
h
of
his
h
a
nd
o
n h
e
r
b
r
e
a
st. The
f
i
r
e built
a
nd built unt
i
l she
thou
g
ht she
would
b
e
c
o
n
sum
e
d
b
y
it.
His
mouth
l
ef
t
h
er
s
to
r
o
a
m
a
lo
n
g h
e
r
j
a
w,
nippi
n
g
a
nd
li
c
ki
n
g
a
s he mov
e
d.
He t
r
a
ce
d
a l
i
ne to
h
e
r
e
a
r
a
nd
su
c
k
e
d
on
h
e
r
e
a
r
lobe until she whimp
ere
d
with
n
e
e
d.
He kiss
e
d
h
e
r n
e
c
k,
t
h
e
n
nu
zz
l
e
d
h
e
r
c
oll
a
r b
ac
k
to
su
c
k
a
t
the jun
c
tion
of h
e
r n
ec
k
a
nd
s
hould
er
.
F
i
r
e bl
a
z
ed
hi
g
h
er
.
“
B
e
d
r
oom,”
he
s
a
id
a
s he
b
rea
th
e
d
a
g
a
inst h
e
r
n
e
c
k.
“
Doo
r
w
a
y
to
the
l
ef
t
.
”
S
he
y
e
l
p
e
d
wh
e
n
he
sud
d
e
n
l
y
pi
c
k
e
d
h
er
up in his
ar
ms.
He
st
r
ode
to
the
b
e
d
r
o
o
m
without
h
e
sit
a
tion,
s
t
opping
on
l
y lo
n
g
e
nou
g
h to nu
d
ge
the
door
op
e
n with his
f
oot.
H
e
r
r
oom
w
a
s
sm
a
ll,
to
s
a
y
the
l
ea
st.
Th
e
r
e
w
a
s
b
are
l
y
e
no
u
g
h
r
oom
f
or the qu
ee
n
-
si
z
e
m
a
tt
re
ss
a
nd
c
h
e
st
of d
r
a
w
er
s.
As
it
w
a
s,
he kn
ee
l
e
d
with
one
kn
e
e
o
n
the
f
oot
of the
b
e
d
a
nd
a
ll
but
th
re
w
h
e
r on the
m
a
tt
re
ss.
Pe
y
ton l
a
u
g
h
e
d wh
e
n
she
boun
ce
d
a
nd
r
oll
e
d to
a
l
l
f
ou
r
s.
L
ooki
n
g up,
she
g
a
ve
a
sult
r
y smile
a
nd
li
c
k
e
d
h
e
r
lips.
H
i
s
cr
ot
c
h
w
a
s
a
t
e
y
e l
e
v
e
l
with
h
e
r
like
th
a
t. He
g
r
in
n
e
d
b
ac
k
a
t
h
er
.
I
nst
ea
d
of
und
re
ssing
a
s
she
thou
g
ht
he
would,
he
cr
ook
e
d
his
f
i
n
g
e
r
to
ca
ll
h
e
r
ov
e
r
to
him.