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A cold night
A cold night
There she was standing in front of the bathroom mirror brushing her beautiful hair. It was a cold night. She had just slipped into her favorite night gown. I could see the shape of her beautiful breasts hiding under the soft satin gown. Her nipples looked hard and perky as if they were calling at me.
I quietly walked behind her, putting my warm hand on her shoulder, where it soon began its journey... sliding slowly to her neck, down her back, to her curvy hips. She enjoyed the warm ticklish feeling of my fingers softly rubbed against her skin.
"uh...," she said when she felt my hand on her breast. I started teasing her right nipple, while my left hand was going down to her wetness. Her body started moving like an exotic dancer, pressing her backside on my hard cock.
She went wild as I kissed her neck full of lust. I squeezed her breasts firmly, making her moaned louder and louder. She couldn't stand just getting teased anymore. She want more. She turned around and pulled her gown open. She almost screamed when I went inside her with her legs wrapped around me, pushing me in even deeper.
She held my head pressed against her breasts even harder, until we finally came together, emptying myself deep inside her.