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    Reaching down to my own jeans, I unbutton the top button and unzip them. Pulling back the flaps, I expose my boxer briefs, straining from the massive erection behind them. I’m so fucking hard that this will probably be over in seconds. The tease from before nearly made me cum all over myself.
    I know if I put my mouth on her pussy, I’ll need to fuck her, so instead I lean forward, pressing our bodies together with only our underwear separating us. Our heat connects, and it’s like lightning through my body. Her warm, wet panties brand the hard ridge of my cock.
    I hump against her slowly, mimicking how I want to thrust into her. Her moans start to fill the room, and I look up to see her eyes closed and a big smile on her lips. Her arms are up grabbing the headboard as I pretend to fuck her.
    Looking down to where I’m moving against her, I see the tip of my cock peek out of the waistband of my boxer briefs on every upstroke. He wants to come out and rub on her, skin to skin, but it’s too risky. If I get my cock out, I’ll want to push into her, even if she still has her panties on. Then I’ll want to move them to the side and have her pussy kiss the tip. Then it won’t be enough. I’ll want all ten inches buried deep in her sweetness, and I need to hold back on that. I need to just do this and make this be enough.
    With every thrust up, I feel her pussy dampen her panties further, and her moans get louder. I see the tip of my cock peek out again, and this time a thick drop of cum comes out and lands on her lower belly. I look at the sticky pearl there on her body, and suddenly I see her finger come down to touch it.
    I follow her hand as she wipes it up and then brings her finger to her mouth. When she closes her lips around it and then hums in delight as she closes her eyes, I nearly cum all over her belly. The innocent act is so fucking erotic, I can hardly keep my body from shaking.
    “That tastes nice. Maybe sometimes you could let me lick you there.”
    “Okay,” is all I’m able to grunt out. I thrust hard against her pussy, feeling aggressive in my need for her.
    I move my hips a bit lower so that when I thrust up, the tip of my cock bumps against her panty-covered clit. A couple of strokes leave a little white spot there from my cum. Every time my tip bumps her there, she moans louder. I can’t help but try to give her what she wants, so I hold my uncovered tip on her clit and just softly pulse against it.
    “More,” she moans, closing her eyes and gripping the headboard.
    I know where this will lead. I know what will happen if I give her more of what she’s asking for. But I’m weak when it comes to her, and I give her more.
    My fingers are shaky as I gently pull her panties to the side, exposing her bare pussy to me. She’s got only a small amount of hair on her; it looks nearly naked. Her lips are puffy and soaked with need, and her clit is hard and begging for attention.
    I press my tip to her clit, warmth and wetness welcoming it. It’s all I can do to keep from clenching my eyes closed from the pleasure. I don’t want to miss a second of it.
    Rubbing my tip back and forth across her clit, Zoey moans louder as I leave small traces of cum on her. Her hips start to rise, like she’s inviting me inside her, and I go stone still. I can’t go inside her, not yet. But her pussy is moving up and down, and she’s trying to take me inside her.
    “Fuck, Zoey.”
    “I think that would be nice.” She moans and moves her hips up again, trying to make me penetrate her.
    Taking my thumb to her clit, I rub her there a little and bring my thumb to my mouth. I need a little taste of her to help me keep my strength.
    Her flavor hits my mouth, and I swear I feel a groan come out. It’s too much, but it’s not enough. I’ve got to get her off so I can cum and try to ease the beast I feel inside me.
    Grabbing my cock, I go back to rubbing the tip of my cock on her clit. “Just like this, Zoey. Cum