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Sue adjusted her position on the couch and, in moving around, her thighs parted enough for Ryan to see that she didn’t have any panties on. He was secretly thrilled that she’d come over with no underwear on, panties or bra. That meant she probably intended to fuck him again. His cock was painfully hard in his pants.
“April immediately fell to removing my pants, and I let her without interfering, except to stroke her soft red hair,” Ryan continued. “I lifted my hips and she yanked them off, along with my boxers. Then before she could do anything else, I sat up on the bed and pinned her arms down. I lavished her with kisses, licks and sucking all over her face, neck, chest and bra-covered tits. She was vaguely struggling and moaning, not really trying to get out. Then I lifted her arms over her head and held her wrists with one hand, while I unsnapped her front-clasped bra. I opened it up and gasped. She had the most perfect, large breasts with fat, scarlet nipples, like huge scoops of vanilla ice cream with big cherries on top. I couldn’t resist, so I leaned down and sucked a nipple in my mouth, and she groaned her pleasure.” As he talked, Sue had dispensed with all pretense of hiding her movements. She now openly pinched her nipples and played with her breasts. She moaned quietly, and then looked straight at Ryan, embarrassed that he’d caught her.
What does she do?
