<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00bfff">She blushed, unable to help herself. He looked so cute with that annoyed face and with his cheeks pink from desire. She wanted to squeeze him to death do to his cuteness."I do it, but you never seemed bothered by it. You don't fight my touches and you do nothing to call for help. You let me keep going. It's safe to say, that we both enjoy this."She kissed the side of his throat, feeling the pulse of his vein against her lips. She licked him there, sucking at his skin.<br/>
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"You look so cute when you're annoyed. Especially with your flushed cheeks."She kissed his cheeks. If he asked her to stop, she would, but for only a split second and then she would have her hands on his person once more. She did this to anyone, not just him. He wasn't that special, or perhaps he was. She dealt with him most, well, all of the time.<br/>
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One of her hands skimmed down, the other left to continue in playing with is nipples. The tips of her fingers traveled over his stomach, feeling it clench. Her fingers felt the tip of his bulge, feeling how it strained against his pants. "You like having this done to you. Having to be restrained, unable to stop me from touching you. You wish you could do the same to me, to pay me back for all the other times I've done this. "She said against his throat, her hand rubbing against his bulge, until she gripped it, squeezing him through his pants."Even through your pants, I feel how hot your dick is. Shameful."She chuckled, petting him even more.</span>