Young (Seducing Mr Young) @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Prelude She felt him bouncing off her buttocks rhythmically with a half-embarrassing ‘slap’ sound every time his skin smacked against hers. She grit her teeth as she thought about how long she had been on all fours, leaning forwards on her elbows as the man behind her drove inside her over and over again. As usual, she felt very little. It was the end of University, and Connie had treated herself to a ‘final fling’ with Joel – apparently the most handsome and reputable lover on campus. She had, with the arrogance of a woman in her final year of study, merely asked him back to hers, no preliminaries, no strings. And things had started well enough… Joel was a careful lover that was for sure. He treated Connie as though she was made of glass; peeling off her trousers, shirt and underwear so delicately she felt gooseflesh rising on her skin. He teased over her rising flesh with his breath and his tongue, lapping at her stiffening nipples and making her gasp.
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