Hurried

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An impatient lean against the wall.
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She leans against the wall, back arched, starting to pull down her panties. Pink thong, practically wire-thin–I lean in, taking over, pulling them down with one hand as the other kneads her cheeks. Down her legs, lifting each foot to loose the panties, my fingertips running up her calves as my other hand spreads her cheeks and my lips kiss between.

With her legs free of the thong, she stands a little wider, reaching back and pulling my face closer, my lips against her flower, wetly kissing, before I press inside with my tongue.

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