The horseman enjoyed the way her breaths were coming few and far between, moans escaping her in exalted little exhalations. He continued to rub her breasts, but began to pay more attention to his other hand. She had spread her thighs for him, giving him access to her. His fingers pulled aside her little white cotton panties. She was moist for him already and he trembled a bit in anticipation.
Then she was inside his own pants. Pestilence groaned once 'Angela' had managed to get her hand into her boxers. Her touch was electric and she knew what she was doing. She seemed to know exactly what he liked; how hard, how fast. He briefly thought that she must be psychic, but the thought scurried away when she did *that.*
The top of her dress was now unbuttoned, so all he had to do was pull it over her head. It took a bit of trying, but eventually he managed. Her little bra and panties matched in color. Purest white. He pulled her into his lap, but resumed the location of both of his hands, kissing down her neck and settling his mouth on one of her nipples. She wiggled delightfully in his lap, and he enjoyed every moment of it.
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Then she was inside his own pants. Pestilence groaned once 'Angela' had managed to get her hand into her boxers. Her touch was electric and she knew what she was doing. She seemed to know exactly what he liked; how hard, how fast. He briefly thought that she must be psychic, but the thought scurried away when she did *that.*
The top of her dress was now unbuttoned, so all he had to do was pull it over her head. It took a bit of trying, but eventually he managed. Her little bra and panties matched in color. Purest white. He pulled her into his lap, but resumed the location of both of his hands, kissing down her neck and settling his mouth on one of her nipples. She wiggled delightfully in his lap, and he enjoyed every moment of it.