Roped and raped

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"And this is the bedroom," said Angela, doing a pirouette as she led me in.

I went to her, put my hands on her waist, and buried my face in the angle of her neck. She tasted like fresh peaches and my lips clung to her skin. I felt her hands come clasp my shoulders with a passion, like mine, too long denied. "I thought we'd never get to the bedroom," I whispered.

She stood up for me, straight and proud while I unbuttoned her blouse and opened it to reveal her conical braless tits. They were small, pointed in brown and beautiful, the points already standing out to me in greeting. I covered one with my mouth, sucked till I felt her heart throbbing behind the tender firm cushion of tit, and then I switched to her other nipple, sucking it as well to quivering, thrusting erection. She wrapped her hands around my head and pulled me to her willing tits, feeding me on their pale contoured curves and brown caps. There was a gentle aroma to her flesh, heavy in the vale between her dainty tits, and I filled my nose with that scent as I filled my mouth with her jugs.

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