But I couldn’t think about anything but the warm, glorious place where she rubbed herself against my leg. My joggers were thin enough that I could feel the heat radiating out of her and I was hit with a staggering need to slip my hand under those leggings and find out how wet she was. I didn’t, but god, I wanted to. I wanted so much. Wanted to get a handful of her ass and show her exactly how to ride this out. Wanted her tits in my face. Wanted to take her hand and show her how hard she’d made me. But she learned all about hard when she started sliding her leg up and down my shaft. I shifted a
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