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But I couldn't remember him beaming so much.
"Don't move your knee," he growled.
"Do I have to worry about you having suppressed feelings of resentment toward your mother because she woke you too early each morning when you were growing up.
Because I could see from the sweat on his forehead and the overly-defined muscles in his arms, he was straining to maintain control. His eyes flashed, and he leaned forward.
Surely he could have said 'no' and stopped it.
But they never left my mouth because his lips descended on mine. His left hand played with my hair while his right lightly stroked my pussy through my jeans.
We'd played in similar ways before, and I'd held out for longer than I'd expected I would. I just didn't know how long he was going to draw it out this time.