[ She lets her hands drag down his chest, his stomach, hips rocking in slow, easy movements as she nudges the hem of his pants down his hips a bit.
Leaning her chest into the warmth of his grip, she sighs softly and lets her hand stroke over the bulge in his pants, gripping him through the cotton. Shooting a smile down at him, she starts to stroke him gently to the rhythm of her hips. ]
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Leaning her chest into the warmth of his grip, she sighs softly and lets her hand stroke over the bulge in his pants, gripping him through the cotton. Shooting a smile down at him, she starts to stroke him gently to the rhythm of her hips. ]