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Constantine leaned forward until their bodies were flush against each other, pressed from chest to hip. He paused in his thrusting, and the sounds of their skin slapping against each other disappeared to leave only his harsh panting and her heady moans to fill the silence. His hands had moved away from her breasts so that he could feel them against his chest. The stiff peaks grazed his skin, and with a tortured groan, he moved his upper body so that he could feel them lightly scrape against him.
Vica felt his erect n*****s as well, hard and pebbled. When he shifted so that one of his n*****s rubbed directly across hers, she whimpered at the pleasure that lanced through her body. Constantine's only response was to move even more roughly against her, and Vica felt his seme
