You raise my shirt to reveal my ass, and I interrupt you long enough to be able to pull it off. It's just going to annoy me. I lay back down against the table and wait for you to begin. I feel your hand move between my legs and feel for my readiness. My legs are spread, so even though I am wet, I am drying quickly with the exposure. You aren't wasting anytime though and work your fucking hard cock into my aching pussy. I immediately let out a soft moan and you ask if I remember this feeling. I reply yes and am already panting with the relief that comes with waiting so long for something that is so sorely needed. Patience is a cold hard b*tch, but possibly worth it in the end.
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