His erection springs free from his boxers and presses against my lower belly, while he captures my mouth into a rough kiss. His tongue pushes right past my lips and I don't fight it. I kissed him right back, losing any sense of shame or self preservation there should have been at such a moment.
His hands are busy with touching me, mapping out my back, while the other gives one of my breasts a squeeze and a kneed, so my hands are free to do as I please.
My fingers wrap around his shaft and, for a moment, I barely register the fact that they do not come to touch when I get hold of him fully. His erection twitches lightly in my grasp and I can feel the corner of his mouth go up right against my lips when I pause and try to comprehend that he was as big as my damn forearm.
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