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GOOD QUESTION
I’m left with no doubt when we head straight for the bed and my heart speeds with excitement. Jo turns me around to face the bed, my back to her. She lifts my auburn hair and lays it over my right shoulder. Her hands skim down my back and down over my buttocks. They clench involuntarily in response.
“You look so sexy in this dress, belle. I knew you would. Part siren with the fabric hugging these luscious curves, part girl-next-door with the sweet polka-dots. It was enough to make me crazy having to wait all evening to unwrap you.” She rucks up the skirt and squeezes my scantily-clad behind. There’s an answering contraction deep inside. Jo lets the skirt fall as she runs her hands up to my rib cage and around to my stomach, leaving goosebumps scattering in her wake.
Wit
