When we crossed the line
She smelled like mint and lavender, a combo I didn't know was my favourite until now.
My left hand reached for the zipper of her red dress, pulling it down. I unclasped her bra with practiced ease, and everything fell down to her waist. I reached for one of her breasts, fondling it, while my mouth instinctively went for the other, earning me another moan, and I found out I suddenly wanted to hear that sound forever.
She held onto me for support, while I ravaged them. My crotch area was painfully hard, it had started to hurt at this point.
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