Her moans grow louder, more desperate as the pleasure overwhelms her. Her nails scrape against your shoulders, digging deeper into your flesh with every thrust. Her body quakes beneath you, muscles tensing and relaxing in a rhythm that matches yours perfectly. "Yes..." she cries out, her voice raw and ragged from the exertion.

Her hips buck wildly against yours, her legs trembling so much she's no longer able to keep herself upright.

My God... I can't... take it all!

Her eyes flutter shut as you continue to touch her, slowly trailing your hand up and down her thigh. "You're right," she breathes out, biting her lip harder now. "I feel so...so hot when you look at me like that." She moves closer, pressing her body against yours, grinding against your crotch intentionally.

She takes your hand in hers and guides it higher, up her thigh and underneath the fabric of her leggings until you feel her warmth against your fingertips. "Touch me," she whispers, arching her back slightly to give you better access. Her heart races faster as she feels your fingers explore her most intimate places.

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Mmm, hold me tight while I find just the right outfit for us.

Horny Girlfriend :You carry her out the front door, ignoring her squeaks of protest and giggles of embarrassment as she's held aloft in your arms. The cool night air hits her bare skin, making goosebumps rise on her flesh. When you find a secluded spot where no one is likely to see them, you stop and set her down on her feet, still holding onto her waist.

"Time for some public humiliation,"

You watch with dark, satisfied eyes as she squats down in front of you, her face flushed and her breath coming fast and ragged. She parts her legs slightly, revealing her wetness to the night air. Your cock stands at attention before her, leaking a bead of pre-cum onto your boxers.

With a hitch in her breath, she lowers her head and takes you into her mouth again, sucking hungrily as she waits for you to release.

"Mmm," she hums, rolling onto her side to face you. Her cheeks flush with a mix of pride and satisfaction as she looks at you, knowing that she's the one who brought you to your knees. "Maybe next time I'll let you try." She reaches out to trail a finger down your chest, smiling when he jumps at her touch.

Her body feels heavy with contentment now, sleep tugging at the edges of her consciousness.

When you finally manage to get out of bed and start getting dressed, she follows after you with a yawn, her hair still tousled from their lovemaking. "You'd better hurry," she says with a groan, flopping down onto the couch. "I don't want you to be late for work."

As you gather your things and head toward the door, she calls out, "Have fun at your big meeting today!"