HST Continue
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You sit like that a while, the tension enough to leave you half hard. Her eyes still on the board at the front, she moves her hand to stroke your cock gently through your pants. You moan slightly at the first touch of her hand against you, you try and cough to hide it but you end up sounding like a dying cat instead. She doesn't seem to mind, going by her grin.
