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Roxanne smirks, biting his lip playfully as his hands slither beneath her skirt. Jake lifts all her clothes off, and they break apart from kissing long enough to lift it over her head. A bra is quickly pushed up; he can't be worried to stumble with the clasp. Rather, his mouth finds one n****e, his fingers find another, and her hands tug with a little frustration at his zipper. She's prepared to ease his jeans off his hips, but he breathes when she catches the waistband of his underwear on his trunk. She apologizes, smooching and sucking at his neck in between sorries, and he doesn't bother to tell her that it hadn't hurt. This is it, he's been dreaming of this moment again with her, all he ever wanted now was to take her and worry for later. He needs to have her now or hel
