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gthening bud of
her clitoris, the other entered Rin's wetness then began to move in
and out of her, slowly, maddeningly so that it seemed Rin Suzuka
involuntarily moved Rin's hips while his finger pressed, pressed,
rubbed, stroked the bud of Rin's cunt.
Rin's breath was tortured. Almost a gasp. Coming quickly. Rin's
lips parted. Rin's eyes closed. And it was almost as if he could see
the sensations of his hands coursing through her.
Rin Suzuka tried to escape from his fingers. Moving Rin's hips and
cunt back and forth, up and down; tried to turn so that Rin Suzuka faced
him, but he held her. Tightly. Increased the rhythm of his finger
on Rin's clit.
"Yes. Please," Rin Suzuka sighed in his ear.
There was no more strength in Rin's legs. He could feel Rin's
wilting as Rin Suzuka started to buck against him. Rin's breath coming
quicker, louder through Rin's open lips.
Together, they sank to the floor. As they did so, he withdrew
his hands and pulled the coat from Rin's shoulders, tossing it
aside. Rin Suzuka took that moment to turn in his arms and face him, Rin's
hands opening his pants and freeing his cock. Rin's hands were warm
on him and Rin Suzuka leaned forward, kissing his chest. Catching his
nipple between Rin's teeth, biting him gently.
Can I last, he wondered. Can I--
Rin's hand was stroking him, the touch firm, yet still
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