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ely, admiring your
tight pants grappling with your tush. "Hmmmm, no panties," I
briefly think to myself, "She's really been waiting for this."
We fall into the wide bench seat, well wide enough for two, as
we catch our breath. One fleeting moment later our eyes meet
and we're into each other's arms. A fiery kiss envelops the
passion built up over dinner and the walk here. The kiss grows
into fondling, erotic caresses of each other. I stroke your
more than ample breasts through your blouse as you begin to
unbutton my shirt, but your impatience only allows the first
two to survive. You rip the remaining buttons from their holes
along with the shirt from my back. Soft hands now stroke my
hairy chest, my tightened midriff, down to my groin.
Not to be left behind, I deftly unbutton your blouse and
"click" unfasten the sheer bra underneath. I've only
fantasized of your breasts before, and they are more beautiful
than I imagined. They taste oh so sweet too as I begin to lick
the nipples into excited and hardened forms. They are nice and
firm, stunning and seductive. The sight of them arouses me
immensely.
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