Her hips started to move but I just continued teasing her. She was having none of it and pulled my face up by the hair. Looking fiercely into my black...eyes she grabbed me by the wrist and started rubbing herself on my fingers. I became turned on as hell and began kissing her again, this time stimulating her clitoris on my own. The hand that was on my wrist slipped into my pants and she ran her fingers back and forth my slit, making sure she hit my clit with every stroke. There was something. And so could I. I spent most of those evenings with a painful erection pressing against the jock strap I wore to hold it down.I knew it was a strain for Karen too. But I didn't realize just how desperate she was until one of those office party evenings when I helped her carry empty snack dishes to the dishwasher in the kitchen. She had just refilled all the glasses in the living room, so we were not likely to be disturbed by a thirsty guest. I really had just intended to offer my help with. More

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