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Standing by the window, just wetting for you to come over
Standing at the window, watching the traffic pass by. Music playing in the background as I lightly rest my fingers on the icy pane. I am oblivious to the world, hypnotized by the falling rain and music.
You silently come up behind me and caress my throat as you bring your body close against me. I lean my head back against you as your fingers run down my throat and over my shoulder. I shiver slightly as you continue down my arm. You reach my wrist and bring your arm around me to pull me against you, your arousal prodding against my butt.
You pull me closer and trail kisses across my shoulder. Your hands slip up under my shirt to cup my breasts, teasing my nipples through the lace cups of my bra. I moan and lean against you as your thumbs drag across my nipples, causing delicious friction between my skin and the lace.
I arch my back, pushing my butt against your cock, feeling its heat through our jeans. I move my hips slightly back and forth and hear you groan softly from the sensations.
I slide my hand behind me and in between our bodies to cup your erection. It throbs hot and eager as my hand glides across the front of your jeans. I reach back with my other hand and find the button and zipper of your jeans and release your straining cock. My fingers curl around your…
