Grope her chest and keep kissing
From Create Your Own Story
Your hand slides up under her robe, finding the soft swell of her chest, and she dives back into your mouth, kissing you with a sloppy hunger. Her lips fight you, tongue lashing yours like a whip, but you’ve got her now – your fingers sink into her tits, and gods, they’re perfect. They’re full and firm, spilling over your palms, her skin slick with sweat. You knead them roughly, thumbs brushing across her nipples – hard little peaks that make her gasp into your mouth when you tease them.
She arches, pressing her chest harder into your grip, and you can’t get enough of the weight, the way they bounce slightly with every twitch of her body. You pinch one nipple, rolling it between your fingers, and she moans – a needy sound that vibrates against your teeth, stoking the fire in your groin.
“Please,” she growls between kisses, voice thick with want, her hips bucking against you in a frantic rhythm. You squeeze her tits tighter, trying to hold the line, but she’s writhing, her crotch a molten tease against your straining cock, and – fuck – it’s too much.
Your hips jerk, and you cum hard into the material of your trousers. A hot mess makes itself known as you groan into her lips, half-ashamed, half-blissed. She pulls back, eyes feral. “No, damn it, not yet!” and you realise just how desperate the spell has made her.
Before you can catch your breath, she presses her hands to your chest, fingers touching, and incants a spell. WET! Horniness floods you and your cock snaps back to life, slipping uncomfortably against the soggy stain on your underwear. Then she shoves her hands down, clawing at your pants. She’s trying to tear them apart to get to you!
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