“If you don’t touch me,” she says, “I’m going to do it myself.” “Like you’ll get any argument from me,” I say. I shove my hand down my sweatpants and give my cock a tug. I can’t not touch myself while I watch her. She’s a goddess. My eyes roam down her body and I appreciate the figure I’ve only ever seen with clothes on; her nice tits. Her flat stomach. The thighs I want to suffocate me when I put my head between her legs. Her bare pussy and the glistening arousal I can see from here. “I thought about you,” she whispers. Her fingers tease across her stomach and up the inside of her thigh, and
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