As
she stretched her arms above her head, swaying gently with the quieter tempo of
this section (music), Chase imagined her spread against the chocolate brown sheets on
his bed. She’d move just like that, maybe sigh like a spring breeze as he
shoved his cock into her pussy. That would be their only point of contact, just
his cock buried up inside her, so he could look down at her, watch her body
move. He’d pull out and shove back in again just to watch her writhe around. He
wondered what she sounded like, what she looked like when she came. If he was
lucky, maybe he’d find out soon.
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