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Faeler felt something harden in his pants, her grinding kept him reeling the bridge to full Hight, he moaned and lifted his hands, so that he stripped her of her dress, she was now exposed to his eyes, he kept one hand on her breast, kneading, while the other hand visited her down below
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Akira smiled as Faeler moved to take her dress off almost as if he could read her mind. She stopped for a moment and helped slip herself out of the dress and as soon as she was out, she went back to grinding back and forth on him. Now that she was exposed everything just felt better from him kneading her breast to grinding on his lap. When he slipped one hand down below she let out a gasp/whimper of shock as rush of warmth went between her legs
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Faeler groaned, "fuck" he growled, keeping his hand down under, slipping back and fourth, "wet" he mouthed, helping her grind by moving his hips in a gentle rhythm with her.
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Akira threw her head back and bit her lip trying to hold back loud moans when he started to slip his hand back and forth. When he hit a sensitive spot she couldn't help but moan loudly and squeezed her legs shut
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"Uh uh" he said, prying her legs open again, he continued rubbing, then shifted, tugging at his shirt,
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She tried to resist and keep her legs closed but eventuall gave in letting him open them back up. Akira started to jerk or twitch everytime he rubbed over the spot "oh fuck.." She moaned out with pleasure
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Faeler roared in pleasure at her grinding, he tugged at his shirt again, and it ripped off. Faeler brought his hand off her breast, but kept his other hand where it was, and tried to undo his pants
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Akira get on grinding trying to keep her focus on that rather than what was going on down below her which wasn't going superwell. When Faeler started to try to undo his pants she eagerly joined in and help undo it. Which got done fast as she wiggled ti off him and tossed it on the floor
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Akira get on grinding trying to keep her focus on that rather than what was going on down below her which wasn't going superwell. When Faeler started to try to undo his pants she eagerly joined in and help undo it. Which got done fast as she wiggled ti off him and tossed it on the floor
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Faeler smiled, "thanks baby" he said, lifting her back into his lap, continuing his rubbing, he ripped off his boxer shorts his tanned skin showing all over, "baby, jump on me" he said patting the spot between his legs. (Time skip?)
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