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Only when my palm, clasping his cock at the base, stroked it up, he closed his eyes, exhaling hoarsely, grabbed my chest, lightly stroking the nipple with his fingers, to which I exhaled raggedly. I really liked the feeling of tender, velvety skin under my fingers, a little clasping his hard nature with my palm, leading him up and hearing a quiet moan, feeling how he pushes his hips to meet my movements, while looking into his face and enjoying the emotions reflected on him. Until his hand went down.

With one sharp movement, he pulled my shorts down to my knees, slightly hurting me with this movement, I already wanted to protest, as his palm lay on my pubis, stroking the top with his fingers. Thoughts fled, and I involuntarily squeezed my hand on his cock, from which he, moaning, at once smeared in a rough caress on my already wet folds, touching the focus of my pleasure.

With a groan, she leaned her hips towards him. If before that I was afraid of what might happen, now fear beat in
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