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Subject: {ASSM} The Mediterranean Deal - 027  (F solo)
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http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

She tried her best to put on a show and it was not difficult. Her need
for release was very real and the stimulation from the quilt felt
magnificent. She began to gasp, steadily increasing the pace. She
forced some tears to well up in her eyes, and then looked across at
him, not as one willing to please but as one begging for relief. She
was doing this for herself now, not for him, which made the whole
spectacle all the more effective.

She pushed herself harder and harder, straining to come. She felt the
bed move as he sat beside her and began gently to stroke her back. She
concentrated on her own objective as she felt his hand stray downward
until it dipped between her legs and settled at the entrance of her
vagina. The fingers did not probe inside, they simply added to the
stimulation.

Every nerve she posessed was on fire now as her climax became secure.
Once it was within her grasp she slowed her motions slightly, needing
to savor the moment, however briefly. He fingered her expertly and,
though she knew he was the enemy, she felt no sense of guilt as she
took every bit of gratification.

"I'm going to make a mess when I come," she warned him, though gritted
teeth.

He shrugged. "C'est domage." She had to pretend that she did not
understand.

Then, surprisingly suddenly, her will abandoned her and she slipped
over the edge, coming hard, whimpering with relief and soaking the
quilt.

http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

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