[ She was pliant and easy to move around on the bed, her leg lifted over his own shoulder, the other falling wider to the side as he settled in between them. Her scent was intense already, her panties soaked through with how wet she was, and her whole body trembled when she felt the warm drag of his tongue across her clothed slit. It was so good and yet not enough, her muscles clenching tight, aching for a more direct contact.
She whimpered Peter's name, burying her fingers into his hair encouragingly, cupping one of her own breasts with her free hand. Peter would make her mad with need if he didn't give her more than just that soon, the ache between her legs almost unbearable. ]
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She whimpered Peter's name, burying her fingers into his hair encouragingly, cupping one of her own breasts with her free hand. Peter would make her mad with need if he didn't give her more than just that soon, the ache between her legs almost unbearable. ]