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    His hands braced my head gently and his tongue pushed down
into my mouth, hot, wet and demanding.
    My insides turned to water and I groaned into his mouth with
the sensation of hunger.
    His crotch pressed into my skirt, rubbing slightly at my
pubic bone. I shifted my legs out so he would be more comfortable. He moaned
happily and shifted his hips down a little, pressing his growing bulge down on
my clit.
    Yes, right there. Good spot. I raised my hips and
moved them in little back and forth moves. But I felt something else, too.
"Ow."
    He stopped. "What's wrong?"
    "Something's poking me."
    He leaned up. "Oh, sorry." He got off the bed. His
belt buckle was the square type, small but with defined edges. "Um…"
    I looked a little lower. He had a very large bulge straining
there. "You look really uncomfortable."
    "Uh, yeah." He was undoing his belt.
    "Take them off. I won’t mind."
    "You sure?"
    "Sure. Get comfortable." I winked. The idea of
feeling him a little better was making me hot.
    "If you say so."
    I laughed. "It's just kissing."
    He dropped his pants and stepped out of them. He was wearing
briefs and they were very definitely packed with an erection.
    I giggled. "Excited?"
    He blushed. "I like kissing you."
    I smiled wide and beckoned. "Get back on."
    He returned the smile and climbed back over me.
    My god, he's huge. I welcomed him back onto me. His
bulge nestled much more comfortably against my crotch. I sighed and moved my
hips against it.
    Our kiss was deep and wet.
    Our hips moved against each other with increasing speed.
    I was getting excited. Now this is a kiss!
    He rolled off and started to pull me. He wanted me on top.
    I realized my scalp felt a little damp. Uh oh. Too hot. I
straddled him and pulled off my sweater. "A little warm."
    "I bet."
    I moved around until my panties rested directly on his
bulge. My skirt flared out and covered it all.
    He gripped my hips and thrust his bulge up against me,
sending delicious shivers up my spine.
    I leaned over and kissed him. I ground my hips back and
forth on him, feeling him get even harder. I gasped, feeling jolts of pleasure
radiate up from my clit.
    His hands were all over me, sending chills and warmth
together up my back. I wanted to purr like a kitten. Like ten kittens. My
fingers clawed into his shoulders.
    He chuckled.
    I had stopped kissing him, my mouth open and teasing him
just out of touch. The warmth of my breath was on him. My lips brushed his
nose, lips and chin. I bit his chin lightly as I moved my hips back and forth
on him.
    I leaned up, resting my hands on his chest and moved my hips
in circles. It felt so nice.
    His hands reached up and played at my blouse. The feel of
his hands brushing across my boobs without the bra made me shiver.
    He slid his fingers in and they moved over my nipples.
    I gasped. Is this okay? Boob rubbing certainly isn't
cheating. There's no penetration and the women in the Lifetime movies always
got their boobs played with without cheating. I undid my blouse and let it hang
open.
    His hands settled gently on my breasts and rubbed.
    I moaned in pleasure and ground my hips down hard on his
bulge.
    He let out a groan and flipped me over.
    My skirt twisted, and I tried to untangle it so I could open
my legs for him.
    He shook his head and undid the button on my skirt.
"It's in the way."
    I giggled. "Yeah, I guess so." I removed my blouse
as he slid off my skirt. I felt a lot better. I said, "You should lose
your shirt."
    He grinned and got out of it. His chest was lightly haired
and muscled.
    My legs parted wide, letting him settle back down on me.
This felt a lot better. His briefs rubbed against my panties with less clothing
in the way.
    He glanced at the clock. "We'll need to leave in a few
minutes."
    I jerked my head up. "It's that late already?"
    He nodded. "Been here a half hour."
    I pouted. "Felt like five minutes."
    He laughed. His eyes were on my boobs.
    I said, "You don't think they're too small?"
    "Oh,