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I gulped, hoping whatever plans he was forming included allowing me to feel that cock on me.
I hadn't counted on you always being here. And you completely ignored me.
When I tried to twist away, he returned to my breasts. Over and over again, we played that game.
Then he pinched and twisted my nipples, making me gasp.
"Chris!" I wiggled under him, my right palm futilely pushing between us on his chest. In the distance, I heard the front door shut loudly.
During our break, I managed to grab a table for two in the food court while Chris went to get us lattes and a bite to eat. I watched the hustle and bustle of the crowd swirl around me.
His left hand played with my hair while his right lightly stroked my pussy through my jeans.
If he hadn't left her.
ONE MONTH LATER "Are you sure. It's your favorite meal.