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I kiss him on the lips, pressing my breasts into his chest, caressing his cock through his jeans pocket. It is conveniently veering left and I can touch it with my well-trained right hand. I rub it back and forth slowly through the cotton lining of the pocket. He is getting longer, harder, breathing heavier. I worry that the cotton lining is a bit harsh – cocks are so unbelievably soft. He does not seem to mind – this is a stage where pain ceases to exist.I squat down with my knees spread wide...
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