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Making up (2)

Curtis

We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We hungrily explored each other’sbodiesy.

My cock was throbbing. I couldn’t wait to bury myself into her wet, sweetness but first, I wanted to taste her. I threw her onto the bed and she bounced against the mattress with a slight giggle as I climbed on after her.

Her jeans were taking ages to get off. “You are not allowed to wear such inconvenient clothes anymore.”

She playfully scoffed. “Sure, bossman. I’m only allowed to wear little dresses that give you easy access. Am I allowed to wear panties?”

“I would prefer if you don’t.” I lifted her hips to get off her jeans and my cock twitched at the sight of how soaked her white cotton panties were. “On second thought, I don’t want anyone getting to smell the sweet scent of your arousal.”

I parted her legs and buried my head between them, grazing her through her panties. She arched her back. “Curtis, please.”

“Please what, baby?” I yanked her jeans out the rest of the way and nudged
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