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." she sighed and tried not to think about the sound of her reply. "Yes."He smiled, continuing to stroke his tall, rigid cock while he brought his other hand to his briefs and pulled them out further to reveal full, smoothly shaved balls."How often?" Just the once."He nodded, as if he seemed to understand something. She knew he understood things she didn't fully comprehend, but since she'd taken up residence in his house, he'd said very little beyond what was necessary. Until now."Did you do anything other than watch? Taste him? Touch him, at least?"She shook her head."Were you tempted? Too nervous to act on your instincts?"She shook her head again. "I just...I dunno...I guess it wasn't the time or place." Tell me about it. If you'd like."She'd never imagined just talking could make her slit ache and flush with syrup, but the lilting feel of calm in his voice was making every part of her body burn. There was so much she wanted to tell him, but she was still afraid of her own thoughts. She brought us some food round, as is their custom. A couple of days after, when Donna was at work, she was hanging washing out when I called her about her crockery.She smiled, she is so beautiful, and said "I'll be round in a while". It'd be about fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the door, as I opened it there she stood. I noticed she was wearing our type of clothing not her sari. A scruffy blue vest like top and a pair of loose grey trackie bottoms.I motioned for her to come in and she did. As she came in I put my hands on her hips and moved her to the side of the door against the wall. Moving forward I kissed her and she kissed me back. We were entangled together, I had my arm round her and her right arm was round my neck, I moved my hands after a few minutes and felt her tits, as she hadn't got a bra on.Moving my hands onto her tits I rubbed my thumbs over her nipples, they became hard quite quickly, she was hanging over my neck with her arm and had her head buried in.
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