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The intensity of her moans increases as I went faster and faster. ” I’m getting more than a drink,” she growled. Without realizing it, I squeeze her breast gently. I rub its length against her thigh. What I didn’t expect was her turning away from my touch and walking out of the room. Before I can bring my hand down to guide myself in, she wrapped her hands around my cock. It is as though her hair is framing the lewd act for me. I kept grinding my knee until I felt her wetness seep out, making my pants damp. With my left hand free, I pull her panties down but the way she crossed her thighs and the awkward position I’m in made it difficult to maneuver her panties.