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He had done absolutely the right thing as she felt the warmth of his mouth cover her exposed breast, she moved so that he had better clearance, and her hand that had been so close the the foreign manhood was now taking hold of it. It was so different from the rest of him and feeling the warmth coming from it, she didn’t think as her hand seemed to be moving all of it’s own accord, a slow up and down movement, if she were asked why, she couldn’t give an honest answer but her mind was telling her to and she hoped it was the right thing to do. She was making soft happy noises as he did his own thing, and her need, the sensation between her own two legs was becoming almost unbarable, she didn’t know why, she’d never had a man in her life, so how could she want him as much as she did now? The hand that had been on his back was massaging hard, letting him know that she was so satisfied, that she liked every bit of what he was doing, though she had to be careful of her own claws, though she had yet to scratch him, which was a good thing.
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