They circled her slowly, taking in her curvy figure. Cupping her breast and her ass, the men played with her like this for a while. She was embarrasse... but it was just making her wet as they caressed her softly. She could smell her juices as they ran down her thigh now. She shivered as a man moved to her erect nipple, slowly running his thumb back and forth over it. She moaned in sensation and couldnt help but push harder against his hand. The second man placed his hand at her thigh slowly. After yet another day of letting his work interrupt his endless fantasies about his lover, it was time for Mike to let go a little bit. A nap could wait. It was time to stroke.No sooner did he reach into his trousers inches away from filling his palm when he heard footsteps on the stairs. Could it be her? He quickly removed his hand from his crotch and held his breath until he heard her sweet voice call out his name. Yes, love, I am here. Just winding down after the long week. No, nothing. ‘Thanks for waiting for me, Ray.’ ‘My pleasure. Is it okay if I walk with you for a bit?’ ‘I was hoping so. In fact, I was hoping you might have time to stop for a cup of coffee. Do you like coffee? I mean, a drink might be… Well, I have to study tonight.’ She looked nervous and I could really see how she went from confident to shy faster than anyone I had ever known and I liked both sides of her, but when she got anxious it made me feel more at ease. ‘I love coffee,’ I answered. ‘Oh, great! I. Every once in a while, I would jerk when she stopped long enough to flick my sensitive clit. I would hear her giggle, then start to lick my pussy again.She stopped what she was doing and slowly, on her hands and knees, worked her way up my body. "Do you remember what I said?" she asked as she was moving her body side to side, seductively crawling on top of me."About remembering what I feel? Yes, I remember. What did you mean by that?" I asked.She just kept crawling up till her body was over my.
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