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Unknown Admirer

... ignored them. Her efforts are light and ineffective. Lacking the strength to keep my eager hands from her firm orbs in my view. Megan gasped, thrusting her breast into my hand. It is as though she has no control of her own body. Hot sensations radiating from my hand. This is not some inexperienced guy struggling for a quick grope. This is a strong masterful man taking what I want, and she struggles against the sudden urge to spread her legs. I stare with delight at the slightly darkened nipple that still held a touch of pinkness. I delighted in the sight, and the feel of the firm orb, which as I had guessed did not sag. My head dropped, Megan jerked beneath me as my greedy lips took the nipple into my mouth, then widened further to gorge on the breast. Megan jerked as my hot mouth enclosed her nipple. My lips suckled, and then drew her nipple deeper into my mouth and she feels my teeth nibbling on the sensitive tip. Her toes stretched as pleasurable sensations overwhelm her breasts, radiating across her chest and sending tingling sensations down to her curling toes. " Oooooh!" I grinned and worked my teeth hard. I feel her shiver and shake in response to my attention to her aroused bud. My tongue curled around the erect nipple and I'm delighted when her back arches, and she inadvertently pushed her breast into my mouth. Her hands were trying to push me away and I allowed her to push my shoulders back. I released the nipple. I look down at her. Her eyes are bright. Her ...

... untended left breast is in stark contrast to the overexcited right breast. " Please, enough, I should be going," Megan pleaded. Her hands on my shoulders seems to be holding me at bay, but she made no attempt to cover over her breasts. I grinned and lowered my head to her left breast. " No!" Her slim hands strained to keep me away. Margo struggled to understand how easily I ignored her straining hands my mouth descended to her left nipple and hot wet sensations wracked her nipple. " God!" She gasped as my teeth chewed on her nipple, then my tongue soothed the agitated nub. Her back arched and she consciously sought to pull her breast free. Her efforts are distracted by the feel of one of my hands sliding down stroking upwards over her shapely thigh. She wants to pull away, but she is trapped on the bed. My heavy body, holding her down while my teeth, lips and tongue do indescribably things to her excited aroused nipples, and now my hand on her thigh. She feels my hand caressing the soft bare skin of her upper thigh. My hand is hot, and softly circling. My hand stroking gently the soft silky skin that only two guys have ever touched. Thoughts of her last boyfriend surfaced and she renewed her efforts to push me away, then stopped. My hand reaching higher and she 'allows' me to push her legs apart. She tenses as my hand found her vulva, she jerks as my fingers lightly stroked her. " Oh God! I should not be letting you do this," Then she wonders if she is allowing me to do this. I'm ...