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When he ran his hands slowly downward over Cindy’s body, she sighed and thrust her cunt forward, pressing her belly against the outline of his hard cock. He felt a sudden urge to throw her down on her back and fuck her, forcibly if necessary. But Pete Braden wasn’t the kind of guy to do such a thing — at least he had never done so to the present moment.
He heard her sighing again, this time close to his ear. When he felt her wet tongue passionately darting into his ear, he picked her up bodily and carried her into the bedroom. Kicking the door open, he carried her to the bed and dropped her, falling down over her body at the same time that his hands went beneath her short skirt and tugged at her sheer panty hose. He yanked the hose down, as well as her panties, and placed his hand over her warm wet cunt. Her snatch was well-lubricated, which meant she was ready to fuck.
It was thrilling to have a “new” woman ready, willing and eager for it. There was nothing better in life. Pete wondered idly if his wife Mary was presently having a passionate reaction to Mark Alexander, if Cindy’s husband’s advance had aroused her as much as he was aroused.
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