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When I reached to undo his belt and lower his zipper, he lifted his hips. He kept his gaze on me while I removed his jeans and then his underwear. But the moment I took his cock in one hand and his balls in the other, his eyes drifted closed. He shivered and moaned, his fingers lightly tangling in my hair.
"That's a deep subject to ponder. You might need another drink. Maybe two.
"I thought you'd never ask. " He thrust hard, making me scream. In just a couple of strokes, I was shaking beneath him.
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"Fuck, Holly," he panted. His fingers flexed again then loosened a little.
Too soon, he was done. Then I was lying down again with a pillow between my hands and my back. While not constricting like he'd done in the past with my breasts individually wrapped as though in two vices, I could feel the ropes pull taut and then loosen again with each inhale and exhale.
The snugness of them against my chest and back was highly arousing.
There was no way for me to win. So I closed my eyes and tried to settle in for the long haul, hoping for the best. "I wonder if this guy knows how sensitive you are. " Chris placed his right hand directly on my pubic bone and slid his thumb down to stroke back and forth above the cleft of my shaved pussy.