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pants down, and reach inside. still had not touched him, flesh
to flesh, but it would be only a matter of time and he felt
himself already at a boil; and still he wanted 's to climb
higher. Basa, he wanted to be in her.
At 's hips, his hands stopped, then both slid down the
crease of 's legs, playing with the edge of 's panties and skin,
capturing stray hairs that had escaped. He slid his fingers up and
down rhythmically, teasing 's as Millie's hand moved aside the
cloth of his underwear and finally held him. It seemed awkward for
her; or perhaps it was what he did at that moment that made it
difficult for her. Both hands slid within the confines of the
panties and entered her. One finger found the lengthening bud of
her clitoris, the other entered 's wetness then began to move in
and out of her, slowly, maddeningly so that it seemed
involuntarily moved 's hips while his finger pressed, pressed,
rubbed, stroked the bud of 's cunt.
's breath was tortured. Almost a gasp. Coming quickly. 's
lips parted. 's eyes closed. And it was almost as if he could see
the sensations of his hands coursing through her.
tried to escape from his fingers. Moving 's hips and
cunt back and forth, up and down; tried to turn so that faced
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