I felt her straining against my probing fingers; I wished I could see her face. When she grabbed my wrist, she was not pushing me away, but guiding me... Whenever my finger just touched or brushed over her aroused little pleasure centre, her whole body tensed and shivered and her nails dug into my wrist.The storm gathered, and we no longer could or wanted to stop. My fingers began to press harder into the petals of her clit, neither could I stop myself from ramming my cock into her twisting and. “That would be great.” she replied.She stepped in, I closed the door on the cold night air. We entered the great room, I offered to take her coat and scarf. She sat down on the sofa, I went to the kitchen, poured a cup of coffee and returned handing it to her. She took a small taste of the very hot liquid.“Mmmmm, this is good. Thank you.” she said.I sat down across from her, picking up my cup. She was a beautiful woman, there was no denying it. Even now, dressed only in jeans, a sweater, her. More

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