part 3 one hand resting on his lower back, fingers rubbing lightly above his waist band making him shiver. You lean up, lips brushing against his ear, hot breath making him harder by the second “Take all the time you need” he jolts feeling you nip his earlobe, already giving a quiet moan before he slowly starts moving, releasing breathy whimpers as the fabric of his boxers catch slightly on your jeans, your hands firmly grip his hips urging him to continue

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Thighs. Thighs. Thighs.

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