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My eyes focus back on the exquisite vision before me, n***d and breathless, waiting.
Freja walks over to me and leans in to kiss my parted lips. She tastes good: like cinnamon, coffee and w**d. Our tongues touch gently in a flirty matter then she grows more brazen.
We kiss deeply and I slide my hands down to part her labia, gently rubbing her down there. A low moan catches in her throat as my middle finger flicks over her nub. I find myself getting excited even more by how slick she already is from us simply making out.
I gingerly brush her hair aside with my free hand then nibble on her ear, kissing my way down the nape of slender neck down to her delicious breasts. They are so firm and pale, and smaller than my full ones. I swirl my tongue around a tiny n****e, titillated to see th
