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Her breasts were also sans tan, creamy white with fairly large areola and soft pointy pink nipples. Careful to avoid her nipple I licked her areola then backed away and gently blew across her nipple. I was immediately rewarded as her nipple hardened before my eyes so I rewarded her by sucking her hard nipple into my mouth and suckled her beautiful breast. Her clothes were bunched up in a less than comfortable arrangement and I was still fully clothed. Peering into her lust filled eyes I raised her blouse up and over her now outstretched arms. She reached forward and started unbuttoning my shirt as we kissed once again. Pushing my shirt off allowed her to slide her soft hands across my chest until she teased one of my nipples. Breaking our kiss she lowered her head and sucked my nipple into her mouth. Caressing her head and pulling her face into my chest explained my enjoyment of her efforts. Reaching down below Beth’s busy head I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants and tried to. Being a small girl her G spot was real easy to reach, and I was able to pull back some on the pressure, keep her hanging just over the edge, like a hog caught on an electric fence, but a whole lot prettier. Made the same kinda noises though. Me, I kept right on playing, and it was ten minutes easy before she gave in, reached down and rammed my head deep into her crotch, let everything go. Course, eating pussy always gets me hard so I moved up and slipped straight into her. Kinda tricky, her thrashing about, shaking like a plate of girl flavored Gell-O, but once I was there I sorta established a brisk rhythm, and kept right on going. Wipe out, and when I came too, pumping into her hard, number three washed over her and she collapsed under me, her whole body slack as taffy. I felt kinda pleased she'd had a nice time being corrected.'Does this mean there's a fourth choice?' she gasped after a coupla minutes, wriggling some to let me know I was crushing her.'Jeez, Rachel, you're way.
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