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I wanted to get back into the lifestyle. I was referred to a guy who worked with Dominants.
His right hand slinked forward as well, pausing at my abdomen to stroke my belly button before continuing a path down to my pussy. I gasped when two of his fingers spread my outer lips and his middle finger slid between them, circling at my clit.
One girl said she could tell I was hiding something by the way I shied away from letting her touch me below the belt when we made out.
And I'd been looking forward to having Chris join us this year for it all. However, my parents informed me they had decided to spend the winter in Florida after last year's accident.
Wanting to keep everyone happy in whatever group we were with, even when you weren't feeling it yourself. But him.
A slight shift up caused the backs of his fingers to brush under my breasts. I flinched and cooed.
Pressed in with one finger.
God help me. I kept pacing the length of the kitchen, pausing every few passes to glance at my phone on the counter.
"So, is that a yes. Will you marry me?" I was going to tease him and say I'd think about it.