lovingfingers
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"Noooo," I replied with mock astonishment, "I would have never... guessed." Words were getting a little bit harder as I watch you tease me. My cock is hard to the point of throbbing. You must be teasing me. No one your age could do these things and not be teasing. And now that the wine was working its way into my head, I figured, "OK, two can play this."
I reach over and take the thong from your hand. Your eyes are wider as I dab your chin, saying, "You missed some. Let me help." I wipe down your throat in a slow wipe, catching a drip on your collarbone, and then trace a "V" on your chest, next to the edge of the opening of your blouse. An inch further, and I would be feeling your cleavage or the swell of your breasts. "Hmm," I smile, holding your thong, "some got on your blouse, not much I can do about that with this. Its nice wine. I hate to waste it."
I reach over and take the thong from your hand. Your eyes are wider as I dab your chin, saying, "You missed some. Let me help." I wipe down your throat in a slow wipe, catching a drip on your collarbone, and then trace a "V" on your chest, next to the edge of the opening of your blouse. An inch further, and I would be feeling your cleavage or the swell of your breasts. "Hmm," I smile, holding your thong, "some got on your blouse, not much I can do about that with this. Its nice wine. I hate to waste it."
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