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I moved my hand down the small of her toned back and began rubbing her ass through the little skirt she was wearing and she didn’t seem to notice. I...had no idea what I was doing and neither did she. It just felt right.“You are poking me” she whispered. I said “what are you talking about” knowing full well that she was talking about the raging hard on poking her belly button. She reached down and lightly grabbed my dick through the thin material of my gym shorts (it was the 80s) and whispered. He worked his thumbs expertly over her nipples, making them even more rigid and engorged, and she moaned with delight. “We really shouldn’t be doing this,” she said weakly.“How come?” he grinned? “Don’t you like it?”That was the same question he’d asked before. It had never occurred to her. All she knew was that her folks would be very angry if they caught her doing these things with a boy. But did she like it? Now that she thought about it, yes, she liked it very much. She didn’t want Taimur. More

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