He flicked his thumb over her clit and he could hear her husky breaths. He knew she would come soon, he slid his fingers deep in her and she gave a gu...tural moan. He thrust his fingers in and out of her, his other hand circling her nub, his tongue driving her mad. She shifted her hips, just as her pussy tightened around his fingers. Her body throbbed, her knees felt weak with the waves of pleasure coursing through her. She reached behind her, trying to grab him to pull him up, and after teasing. It suggested I keep those questions to myself, bury them deep and, above all, don't ask Jenn. I entered my apartment; it was clean, fortunately. Christine was over the night before; she hated when my place was untidy. I didn't have much to do as I waited. On a bookshelf, I fingered a picture frame, looking at the smiling couple embracing each other on some beach in some country. There was a knock on the door. I slipped the picture into a drawer. Jenn usually had a calm but vibrant smile. It was. More

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