<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> Simon<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main House<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Victoria<br/>
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Simon let her body distract him away from the thoughts of his wife and what she was doing with the big black man. She seemed to enjoy him grabbing her ass as she started to kiss him back, swapping saliva before her arms wrapped around him. He braced himself just in time as he felt her muscles tense, jumping against his body to wrap her legs around his waist as they stood in the middle of the floor. He felt her firm, tight ass ripple with the move and held onto her, with her soon starting to dry hump him.<br/>
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Her hands against his shirt suddenly tore it open. He'd never experienced that before and knew his wife would be mad at ruining such a nice shirt, especially in that sort of manner. He could hear at least one button pinging around on the ground and was sure others had popped too. His chest was exposed but she wasn't done, riding higher on him to bury his face between her cleavage.<br/>
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It was very nice, he thought. Her breasts were bigger and firmer than his wifes and he began to kiss them, licking their exposed parts with his tongue. His hand massaged her ass as held her then, before he slowly and deliberately moved towards the bed, knowing its general area but blinding by her body. Once his thighs pressed into its edge, he climbed up onto his knees on it before falling forward on top of her. He lifted his head and slid his arms out from under her ass, pressing his slowly hardening groin against her.<br/>
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Both hands reached up to grope her breasts. She clearly liked it rough, didn't she? He looked down at her and curled his fingers into the thinner, lace material that covered her breasts, and yanked downwards, ripping it open and exposing her breasts.</span>