He unzipped her dress, slipped it off her shoulders, and it fell down. His hands eased her out of her bra. Her panties fol owed. She wound her arms around him. Her fingers touched the hard muscle of his back. She had wanted this for so long. She caressed him, no longer caring about being ashamed. She slipped her hand lower, stroking the smooth skin of his shaft, squeezing, sliding, wanting.

He made a deep male noise and kissed her neck, turning her around. She put her hands against the wal .

He thrust into her, straight into the center of the aching pressure. She gasped, and he kept thrusting, each stroke sending quakes of pleasure through their bodies and their minds. He kept pumping, moving in a steady powerful rhythm. The happy quakes col ided inside her, building stronger and stronger, until her muscles contracted and the ache inside her broke into intense shudders of pure bliss.

She cried out and sagged against him, supported by his arm around her waist.

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