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osite post. You're fairly helpless now,
but not completely defenseless. You still have one article of
clothing on - your pants. Not for long, darling.
I wait for your naive struggling to calm down before I
get closer. You're not violent, but I want you to realize the
predicament you're in before I proceed, rather slowly I might
add. The building of anticipation makes it that much more
enjoyable for both of us. Finally, you stop squirming. I come
over beside you and cuddle one of your tits, massaging the
nipple between my thumb and forefinger while I slip a hand
into the front of your pants. I was right, no panties. Your
bush feels warm and damp as my fingers explore farther down.
Hot. Wet. Tight. Your pussy is a playground, and I have an
all-night pass.
My hand retreats enough to unbutton your pants. I pause,
then continue unzipping them. I get up and stand before you,
lifting your hips up enough to slip the pants off. Your bare
ass comes down gently on the warm bench as they dro
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