You grind against my face… You want to feel me inside you… I want to be inside you… I quickly slide up your body… sliding my hand beneath your head and kiss you just as my cock begins pressing against your inviting pussy… we rock and grind against one another as I slowly enter you. Once I’m fully inside you, we lay there…. enjoying the unity…. you can feel my pulse through the throbbing of my cock buried inside your core…. you grind and rock your hips against me… I moan with pleasure… I begin sliding in and out of you… pleasure building and increasing for both of us… the thrill of the situation… knowing we shouldn’t… but not caring and just following our hedonistic desires…. We pulse and grind… we build to a frantic pace… you hands all over my back… digging into me… pulling me closer to you… pulling me deeper inside you… my hands sliding up and down your sides… one hand slides under, cupping your firm ass, lifting your leg around me allowing me to get slightly closer and deeper…. I. Is your mother here?" Cynara asked as casually as possible, trying to hide the hope that she wasn't. Cynara couldn't get Jane's true feelings out of her with the old bag hanging around."No, she's visiting some friends and will be gone for the rest of the week. That is why I might seem so eager for some company," Jane said smiling.Cynara wondered if Jane had any other friends to invite over, but didn't want to hurt the girl's feelings in case she didn't, so Cynara kept her mouth shut."What a great place you have here," Cynara said to keep the conversation flowing."Yes, thank you."Jane seemed a little nervous, and Cynara was done with the polite tactics."Okay Jane," she said, moving to sit next to the girl on the couch. Tucking her leg up and under her so she could face her easily, "What's the real reason you invited me over?"Jane seemed surprised by the question, "Just for some company." Really?" Cynara asked incredulously, not sure what she expected Jane to have confessed."Well, the.
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