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On purpose. But then I did groan when he pulled the blinds aside and I saw a light coating of snow outside.
It was uncomfortable and somewhat humiliating, but not painful. He always started with a quarter of an hour and increased it by five-minute intervals if I made noises-whining, heavy sighs, even giggling-or broke my position in any way.
Each pass had his fingers moving down further until he slipped two between us along his cock and stroked through my pussy from behind.
Or break up, either option solving the problem. But a year later, here we still were.
To embrace the pleasures he introduced to me.
" Chris reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, a crooked grin on his face. "You've got it all planned out, don't you?" "You think it's a stupid idea.
Instead, he approached from behind, across the mattress.
But I swallowed my pride and accepted that my life was changing, whether I wanted to admit it or not.