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“We’re both married and we both have needs.”I couldn’t argue the point. I toe-to-heel kicked off my shoes as she leaned in against me.“Make me feel good,” she softly pleaded, taking my hand into hers and placing my hand on her soft side.The mix of her light perfume and her womanly scent filled my nostrils. She clasped my hand into hers and silently guided me to the canopied bed. She was incredibly sexy and there was no turning back at this point.She stripped me of my clothes and then intimately. He moved cautiously, gently rubbing the head of his cock against her lips then nudging the tip against her still-sensitive clit. Back and forth he thrust, running his left thumb in circles around her engorged nipple, until she started moaning again. With a devilish grin, he parted her lips with his fingers, pulled his hips back, and propelled himself deep into her cavernous folds. Now seated firmly, he moved his fingers back up to her clit where they would prove more useful. With his thumb and. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around her, feeling her wet pussy on mine. As she parted her legs a little, we began to grind together slowly, moaning a little. Continuing to kiss, we found a steady rhythm, grinding our pussies against the other's, as I moved my hands onto her arse cheeks. Imperceptibly, our rhythm quickened as we became more turned on; my pussy was throbbing hard as I responded to Gemma grinding on top of me. We had been so focussed on the other, exploring our new found love. Melissa!”, Ken finally mustered, looking at her name tag to call her by her name and make himself seem more personable.“Trying to stay up, huh?”, Melissa offered.“Yeah, I got a big exam tomorrow. Gotta shore up on the info”, Ken replied.Melissa nodded and went to prepare his order. When she turned around, she glanced in the mirror behind the counter and noticed Ken had a half boner behind his sweat pants he threw on for what he thought would be a short trip to grab coffee. Melissa had an idea.
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