#326663 - He lay on his back, his arms folded protectively over his smooth hairless chest, his body slender and his hair short and silken, his cheeks were flushed and his expression, which she could barely make out in the dark was one of fear, but not terror or panic, either he had resigned himself to his fate or he was becoming receptive, ready for their games to move onto the next stage. They talked for a little longer about this and that, agreeing to meet up same place next week for another such catch up if they didn’t bump into each other beforehand, which was always a possibility. Excited to take this further she bit her lip, leaning up and, cautious not to give him too much freedom, turned to face the other way, her round full ass resting on his chest as she straddled him, looking towards his legs.
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