Becca was on her back next to me, the light from the window spilling across her bare chest and her large pointed breasts splayed out in both direction.... Her arm shot straight down to her waist and her hand was busy in her crotch. She was getting herself off, two fingers in her hole and her thumb strumming her clit, eyes clamped shut. I stretched my hand out, cupping her breast, fondling her stiff nipple and then drew my body up and grazed it with my lips. She exhaled sharply. I locked my. She wanted to get through all the layers and find him. "I don't . . . I don't do this," she said breathlessly. His lips moved to trace her jaw and he tugged her hair gently so she would expose her neck. "Do what?" He pressed his lips to her pulse and smiled as she trembled. "I'm not . . . not like this." It was the most wonderful frustration not to be able to think clearly. "I know," he said, moving his head back so that those eyes focused on hers again. He took her face in his hands, stroked. More

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