He smiled sweetly, glistening with desire, and squeezed her buttocks to encourage her confidence. Yet she remained sitting completely still.“Are you going to sit there like that for long, Clara?” he asked, watching her shift position but still not move.“I… um… I don’t know if I’m doing it right.”“This is it—perfect. Just grind on your own. It’s easy.”Hearing him, she realized it really was simple, yet she felt almost faint. She took a deep breath, grabbed onto his shoulders, and slowly lifted her hips before lowering herself down.“Mmm.”“Ah.” She could feel the huge thing slamming directly into her body. Yes, she was doing everything herself, feeling it for real. She began to control the rhythm, grinding harder and harder.“Yes, like that, Clara. Harder, I can take it.” He urged, his hands cupping her rounded hips and kneading them to help stimulate her.This time, she had found the rhythm. He gasped for air, barely able to keep up, and had to thrust back a little in retur
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