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His hands left my back and slid around my sides, reaching under my arms. He massaged my sides, moving slightly forward with each circle, his destination obvious. His fingers reached the edge of my breasts and caressed the soft, firm tissue. I inhaled sharply as he cupped my petite breasts and Erik began massaging my chest. My nipples stiffened beneath his palms, grazing against him, my hard, brown peaks continuously teased by his constant caresses . My heart echoed in my chest. His pounded against me, his incorrigible manhood nestled against me, pulsing away beneath me, begging to enter me.
“Erik…” I protested weakly. “What are you doing?”
“Making you wet. Do you want me to stop?” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear, his warm breath tickling me.
“No, don’t you dare stop…”
He nudged my head to the side, exposing my neck to his lips. He kissed my ear and neck, amorously nibbling and sucking and osculating.
Erik and Sara in the Hot Spring
Erik massaging Sara's breasts in the hot spring while kissing her neck
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