She pulled her shirt up and her bra down, exposing her pink nipples. She gave me that look she always gave me but she didn't have to give me a look, i already knew that she wanted me to play with her tits and i was never one to say no to that, to her. I put my mouth on one and i grabbed the other with my hand while my other hand took a strong grip on her leg. I licked and bit and sucked on her nipples. making them hard and listening to her gentle moans and faster and heavier breathing was what i lived for on saturday nights. She pulled my hair and shoved my face hard in between her tits. I looked up to kiss her and she gave me the hardest kiss she's ever given me. I felt missed. Like she missed what we did and what we do and she wanted to suck all the words and feelings and cravings out of my mouth. She stroked my arms before she shoved my face back to where it belonged. She put her hands under my shirt and raked her nails gently on my back. I wish she'd done it harder.
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