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I awoke from my sleep; the bed feeling somewhat empty as I rolled over and took advantage of the space that was usually occupied by her. My arms instinctively reached over to her side of the bed as I craved her warm body against my own; just as they were when I held her tightly before we went to sleep. “Morning.”My eyelids fluttered, squinting as a beam of sunlight peaked through the gap in the curtains.“Morning, what time is it?” I breathed; bringing my arms up to rest my head on my hands.“9:40” she smiled, making her way towards me with two cups of tea in hand.Her hips swayed as patted across the wooden floor boards; my football jersey hanging effortlessly over the top half of her body, coming just below the tops of her thighs, my eyes to wondering and down her endless legs. Her hair was a mess; light natural blonde waves, big and untamed, falling carelessly over her neck and shoulders. Her rosy cheeks producing the tiniest dimples as she smiled warmly at me; skin glowing and big blue eyes glistening. I loved seeing her like this; no make-up, hair undone… undressed. She looked beautiful and sexy as hell, and I couldn’t help but let out a groan as she stretched ever so slightly and revealed to me that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her lips pouted as she blew the rising waves of steam away from the mugs, before putting them down on the surface of my bedside table.“Come here” I whispered, cocking my head as I waited for her to sex izle join me.She smirked as she threw her legs over me, one each side of my bare, tonned torso, straddling her body over mine. My hands quickly found her bare skin of her pert bum cheeks, which fitted perfectly in my palms. She giggled before her lips landed gently on my own, and it wasn’t long before we’d fallen into a long, wet, lazy kiss. “Come under the duvet with me.” I muttered against her lips, feeling her shift slightly so that I could pull the duvet over her.She shifted slightly so I could pull the cover over us. Within seconds, her warm body was against mine; the soft material of my jersey sliding over my bare chest as she moved above me. I slid my hands below the hem and up her spine, feeling goosebumps erupt on her skin as she shuddered. One of her hands had latched onto my waist, teasing the hot skin between us, whilst the other had itself wound in my hair; massaging my scalp softly. The large duvet hid us from the outside world as we lost ourselves in our own. Her soft lips sponged a small kiss upon mine before she parted, lifting herself up so that the duvet fell from her back and she was sitting on top of my thighs. She leant over to the bedside drawer, my eyes catching a quick glimpse of her bare bum as my jersey shifted over her skin, before she sat back upright with her lips over the rim of her mug. I watched her lashes flutter as she took alt yazılı porno a sip of the warm liquid; her tongue running between her lips as she collected some of the excess moisture.“You’re wet” I mumbled; the heat and wetness from her centre revealing itself upon my thigh.She shrugged, taking another sip of tea as she looked seemingly unphased by my observation, before placing the mug back on the side.“You’re hard” she retaliated with a smirk; both sets of eyes dropping down to my obvious hard-on beneath my striped JW boxers.My dick twitched beneath the strained elastic as her teeth took her lower lip between them; fingertips crawling up the insides of my thighs. Her hands had me mesmerised as I watched her every move and enjoyed each small touch that she gave me; burning flames leaving each area of skin that her soft tips graced. My head rushed and heart thudded as even more blood pumped to my aching cock; desperate for some sort of release from the tight confines that were holding it down. She moaned softly as I lifted my thigh an inch or so, making sure that my warm skin put pressure on her burning centre. It was then that I noticed her grinding her hips slightly; eyes fixed on what was between my thighs. I reached my hand upwards and caught the lower hem of my jersey, before lifting it up a little and revealing her. I pursed my lips tightly as my eyes shifted hungrily between her legs, altyazılı sex izle and I could feel her watching me; watching my eyes mentally doing all the dirty things that I wanted to do to her right now. I grazed my thumb lightly over her swollen clit, feeling it twitch against my skin as I listened to her breath hitch in her throat.“Do you want to touch yourself right now?” I lifted my eyes upwards to her face, waiting for her reaction. Her lids were closed and lips slightly parted, and I smirked to myself as I swept my thumb across her clit once more; this time probing a small moan from her. She hummed in affirmation, opening her eyes as my hand clasped her own and took it from my thigh, guiding it between her legs, giving her permission. Her small, delicate fingers began stroking slowly over her clit, and I could feel my boxers dampening with my own arousal as I watched her fingers play. I began to rub myself over the material of my boxers, squeezing my length mercifully until I couldn’t take it any longer. Pulling the elastic waistband away from my body, I slide the material down so that it bunched just beneath my balls; my cock instantly springing to life and falling back heavily against my stomach. Her eyes opened as I sighed in relief; a small smile playing on her lips as she eyed my dick up and down.“Show me what you do when I’m not here, Jack” she whispered breathlessly, bucking her hips towards me as she slipped a finger inside of herself.I groaned loudly as I watched her middle finger slowly disappear inside of her, imagining that it was my dick forcing the small whimpers that were tumbling from her heart-shaped lips; imagining how tight and wet she’d feel around me right now.

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