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From my position I could see a bulge forming in his swim trunks, which he tried to hide by fidgeting, which only made it worse. “Want something to eat Josh?” he sighed noticeably relieved and nodded. I walk into the kitchen and started going through the cabinets, finding that what I was looking for was out of my reach. “Josh?” “Yea?” “Can you come and help me with something please?” When he walked in the kitchen I was still stretching up trying to get a box of pasta out of the cabinet. Body bare for him to see, he walked up behind me and I could feel the heat rolling off of his body, his breath on my neck and my pussy started to cream for him. He pressed up against my body and asked me in my ear. . . “What is it that you need?” I almost fainted right there, he sounded so sexy and husky. His hands grabbed my waist and I swear my skin burned from that touch alone. I turned around and there he was in all of his glory, standing so close to my body that I could all but smell the lingering. I ran my right hand down her left side, along her hip down the outside of her thigh. With my fingertip I circled her knee. My lips found her right nipple and encircled it, not really touching it, just kinda hovering over it. I ran my hand up inside her thigh and covered her pussy with it. I could feel her nipple tighten and get hard as I did this. I ran my index finger slowly up and down her pussy feeling the wetness. I gently pushed it in getting the tip wet, then slid my finger up to her clit. As my lips circled her nipple I began to lightly suck on it. My finger traced the outline of her clit and she moved her hips up and started moaning out loud. As I sucked a little harder on her nipple I lightly flicked her clit with the tip of my finger. A long moan escaped her lips “Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” She bucked her hips up to get more friction from my finger. Just as she started to rotate her hips. I pulled my finger away, giving her nipple one last hard suck and backed.
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