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As Mr. Wonderful held my head on his lap with one hand, he used the other hand to graze my body within reach over my clothes. I continued to talk until I wondered if I was talking too much.
“You are so quiet. Am I talking too much?” I said, looking up at his face. He continued to move his fingertips over my clothes emphasizing my chest and pelvic region as he looked down at me saying “I am just listening and getting to know more about you.” He looked into my eyes with warmth and satisfaction as he continues to touch me. I looked into his eyes, without talking until his fingers reached over my shorts inside the natural opening of my relaxed legs.
“You have a perfect bullseye, you know?” By the time I finished this sentence, his fingers had moved from said target point. …show more content…
This time his touch was a circular motion as I gasped for breath. “Are you okay?”
“Yes” As my breath lingered on the on this one word, his hand traveled under my shorts as I buried my face in his chest.
I sat up and with his head in my hands I kissed him fueled by the passion that he was stirring through my entire body that was overwhelmed with desire for him. The wanting began in my heart, circle through my body and back into my heart over and over again as he held my body steady with his hands in a tight embrace. He manages to peel off his shirt as if to signal me as to what was going to happen.
I nearly lost the breath of life surging through every part of me as I felt the swell of his penis pushing hard into the side of my body as he pulled me