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We hastily shut the door without our lips separating from our desperate make out. I struggle with his jacket and shrug it out of of his body. I fondle with the buttons of his dress shirt as we kiss. He runs his fingers up my thighs to the inside of my dress. He grips my booty and i moan in his mouth. I’m still stuck with the second button since we aren’t breaking out from our intense make out.
He helps me with his buttons as he uncuff the buttons on his wrist. I quickly help him out of his shirt as we go back to kissing. My hands roam his body as I feel each muscles and abs. Damn, who made this man. I run my fingers down his body as I remove his belt and toss it away. He stops kissing as his eyes watches mine. He grips my zipper and slowly zip it down my back. He slides the strap down my shoulders and i let it fall to the ground. I step out of my dress as he looks down at my body. I’m braless just with panties. Thong for that matter.