Her body grinded sensually against him as their bodies swayed to the beat. His hands wrapped around her waist as he drew her closer. His hand swept her raven hair away, revealing her neck to him. As she threw her hand back on his shoulder, his fingers teased her bare skin. His other hand fiddled with the hem of her dress, his fingers gliding up her inner thigh. She didn't protest and they both knew what they wanted.
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He yawned as he made a left turn, his gaze drawn to the disheveled girl chewing her nail anxiously beside him on the car seat and he sighed in frustration. You might wonder how they got to be this way. Let us revert back to the perfect morning when the colors of the world bloom anew in the early morning as if each is a tiny flower reborn. As the sun's soft rays tickle he
