TSRM-"Let me touch your boobs."

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"What? You have to be kidding me?" She flips over her shoulder to look you in the eyes her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"You did say ANYTHING... You can back off if you want... but it means I win...." You play with her knowing that she is a sore loser she will give in. Glancing down at the floor she pauses her mouth hanging open as she thinks about your words, leaning back with the satisfaction of winning and getting a prize you await her answer.

"Fine... I have some conditions though." She pipes up trying to take charge, but you have all the power here.

"Shoot." You say casually like this a common occurrence.

"Only through my shirt, and NO one, and I mean NO one can know about this... do you understand?" She turns to meet you straight in the face, her eyes burning with command.

"Fair enough." You grin hungrily as she turns to lean back into your chest getting ready as she drops the controller in her lap next to yours.

"How long?"

"Hmm... till I say so." You joke knowing she wanted a real answer but you're not going to give her one, really its till you get bored but you know that's not going to happen.

"Fine but let me change the channel... I want to be at least somewhat entertained." Her icy words hit your pride but your quick to recover as she hops off your lap and leans forward reaching forward for the remote, bent over as she is with her tight shorts you get a good look at her tasty ass is she wiggles it back and forth, the sight of it makes you want to lean forward and go to town on it but you hold yourself back from the thought of it. Finding the remote, she plops back down into your lap striking your cock with the crack of her ass and making you groan slightly from the feeling. Thinking that she landed too hard on your she apologized and goes flicking through the channel until she finds some cartoons playing. From the looks of them, they are from the '50s but you don't mind, in fact... they look to be the same ones you watched with her when you were both younger.

"Oh shit, good choice." You laugh as she leans back into you, settling her back into your chest.

"Flash from the past," She sighs.

"Whenever you're ready."


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