I slid my hand down over her curves to rub her pussy as my hardness pressed up against her hip. She moaned softly against my lips as our tongues playe... together and she pushed her mound against my hand. Her hands slipped down to help me strip off my pants, and as they dropped to the floor I pulled up her skirt and massaged my fingers over her panty wet pussy. Teasing a finger inside her, my palm rubbed against her swollen clit and she gasped as my other hand firmly massaged up over her breast,. ‘What?’ As if shaking herself from a dream, she looked at our joined hands and slowly let my hand go. We sat and ate our meal. All during the meal, Cynthia kept looking up at me. Each time I would look back at her, she would shift her gaze. I caught her looking at me and placed my fork down. ‘Ok Cynthia, what’s on your mind?’ Cynthia slowly placed her fork on her plate. ‘I can’t help thinking about your stories. I could tell from the way that you wrote them that you were speaking from some. More

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