[ She feels really good. It's a thought that always crosses his mind when they start touching like this, when they get really into it, but even over time, it gets no less intense. He moans louder when her fingers wrap tight around his already hard cock, and his hips shift beneath her, eager for the attention, and for more than just her hand pumping him.
As much as he likes her dress, it feels a little unfair that his shirt's off, while her torso's still covered. An oversight he's quick to fix, one of his hands sliding up her back to unzip her dress, while fingers of the other start pushing in shallow thrusts in and out of her wet cunt. He tugs the fabric down her shoulders, letting it pool around her waist so he can have access to more of her body, that same hand already sliding down her front to cup one of her breasts. ]
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As much as he likes her dress, it feels a little unfair that his shirt's off, while her torso's still covered. An oversight he's quick to fix, one of his hands sliding up her back to unzip her dress, while fingers of the other start pushing in shallow thrusts in and out of her wet cunt. He tugs the fabric down her shoulders, letting it pool around her waist so he can have access to more of her body, that same hand already sliding down her front to cup one of her breasts. ]