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“Oh my gawd!” she repeated. “You’re making me feel all goose-pimply.”Her nipples were small, but rock hard. Then, suddenly, and just as quick as she had sat down on my lap, Jamie bolted. I peeked out the window and watched her re-take her seat on the chaise lounge.“What the hell?” I thought to myself. This teenage nympho had just come up to my office and teased the hell out of me, then ran off like a scared deer. I was steamed.I watched out the window and plotted my next move. I retreated to my work, but couldn't get what had transpired out of my head. I peeked out the second floor window of my office, I saw movement in the backyard. Tiffany was standing behind Jamie, rubbing baby lotion on to her shoulders. Suddenly, Jamie grabbed Tiffany’s hands and pulled them on to her small breasts. At first Tiffany appeared reluctant and tried to pull away, but Jamie would not relent.The site of seeing Tiffany rubbing Jamie’s breasts was titillating, to say the least. Jamie stood up and faced. She followed suit and was able to do it. We continued to smoke one after the other till the point when she was really tipsy. She was falling over me. All this while, when we were smoking, I had lifted her top so that her navel remained exposed.I took her inside the room and she by instinct fell on the bed.Me: Honey, not feeling well?Tarika: Come closer Karan, I want to have you closer baby.Me: I’m here babes.Tarika: I can’t feel you.Me: Will my lips on yours make you believe me?Tarika: mmmm hmmmm mmm..Her moans had totally turned me up and I went closer and placed by lips over her soft lips. The feeling of kissing grows in huge proportions when the girl is so hot. She was very fair and looked even hotter when she was sweating. Our lips held each other in an eternal embrace and before we knew it our hands were on each others’ backs.We broke the kiss after 20 minutes. We moved comfortably on the bed and hugged each other so so tight that for one moment I felt we’d become one. She was.
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