Our bodies touch while I tried to force myself further away from him into the wall. I looked up at him. “I know you” he whispers. I look up at him and shake my head, tears forming in my eyes. I’m terrified. I know this is wrong but this is what I wanted for so long, I’m caving in, my resolve collapsing. “I don’t want this,” I manage. “We’ll see,” he states as he pushes himself down onto me. Our lips colliding. My body, frozen in a state of shock, my emotions stuck in a bottleneck trying to retake control of my head. Tears streamed down my face as the part of me that I always resented, the part of me which still cared for him finally presented itself and corrupted my sense of morality. “Let’s take this to the next level,” he commanded. He backs of to the centre pillar and incites me to follow, I do. “I knew you’d come round” he smiled. He pulls me close to him clashing our muscular bodies against each other like cogs in a machine. He grinded his crotch into mine making my throbbing. My fingers grip the waist band and pull them down. They cling like the second skin they are and I have to peel the legs off. Finally they’re at her feet and she steps out of them. They are also tossed aside. With my hands on her knees, I slowly stand up, kissing and nibbling her back and shoulders and running my work callused hands up her thighs, across her panty covered pubic area, over her stomach and stopping on her bra. I cup her breasts and feel her nipples harder than ever, then with one hand in front I move my right hand behind her and undo the bra strap. Ann lets out a soft moan when the bra lets loose, this has always been a sexual charge for her. She’s looking me in the eye again, so I repeat, ‘Watch yourself’. ‘But I want to look at you,’ she says. ‘Watch my hands, see and feel what I’m doing.’ Her eyes shift back to my hands as I slip the shoulder straps off her shoulders and let the bra slip down her arms and drop to the floor. Now with her tits exposed I slide my hands.
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