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bursa escort bayan open her eyes. She pressed her his arms into the chair rests, making it clear he was to keep them there. Then she leant in close, her arms around his neck. But then she stopped. He could practically feel her hovering there, just in front of him, her breath on his face. The seconds passed agonisingly slowly. He pushed forward, mouth open, searching for her, but every time he got close she would move backwards or to the side, small, naughty giggles filling the space between them as she continued to tease him.She knew just how to push his buttons, riding the line between frustration and excitement. He bit his lip. That only seemed to make her more impish. She ground her pelvis against his groin as she pushed her body close to him for a moment, brushed the thin fabric of her bra against his chest. He groaned out loud. That seemed to be the thing she was waiting for. With the tips of her fingers, she guided his chin into position. Then she put her lips to his.The kiss was as powerful now as the very first time they had embraced.It was the kind of kiss only two people who know each other, as well as they knew themselves, could share. It went beyond the physical, even as their tongues flickered against each other like two entwined dancers, more a greeting of souls that for a single precious moment blocked everything else out as they lost themselves in each other. A simple act, revealing just how much they were to each other.He lifted his arms up from the side of the chair, wrapping one around her while lifting the other up to stroke her hair. They continued to kiss as they held each other for a few moments longer, then she pulled her away. He opened his eyes, greeted by her smiling face.?Hey,? She said in that cute voice she reserved just for moments like this. He smiled.?Hey yourself,? He said, still gently stroking her hair. He glanced down, taking in the black
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