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softly as he dragged down the straps to her bra and he smiled. He loved that she was so responsive. Easily moved to a murmur and a gasp. It excited him more than her movements against his ever hardening groin. She reached behind and unclasped the restrictive bra and it popped falling between them, her swelling breasts pressed against him as he drew her in for a kiss.
    He could feel the heat as it radiated off of her skin, and she wrapped her arms around him her knees gripping his sides tightly. His hands slid down her silky skin to the zipper of her skirt. He pulled the tongue, but it wouldn’t budge. He tried again. No such luck. Fuck. He thought as his large fingers pulled fumbling like a teenage boy with his first bra.
    “Problem?” She asked as he grew red faced and flustered.
    “I think your zipper is stuck.”
    “ Shit . Now I remember why this one was in the back of the closet.” She stood up, trying the zip herself. “Nope, not going to budge.” Her backing off of him left him letting out a short but willful groan.
    She turned from him with a wiggle as she bent over the nearby couch, “I really liked this one too.” The skirt slipped upward until it stopped just under her ass. He stood up, walking to her, reaching around he spun her back to him, got on his knees, grabbed the skirt by the slit and tore it open tossing it away, causing her to gasp with an impish grin.
    “Well it was headed for the trash bin anyhow.” He teased helping her out of her panties, her heels clicking on the floor in succession. He traced his hand up the curve of her calf, and she drew back when he reached her knee. “ Ticklish ?”
    “A little.” Biting her lip she peered down at him in anticipation.
    He did not disappoint, he tipped her up to the edge of the couch, parting her legs, so that he could have access to her. She was throwing heat and already he could see the hardened little nub as it glistened from rubbing against him. He took it between calloused fingers, tugging gently. Applying small bits of pressure, until he was sure it was throbbing as hard as he was. Then he opened his mouth to take it between his lips.
    “Oh, oh, God.” Donnella whimpered, her hands flying down to his head as he suckled her. The muscles of her insides began to tighten and flex and her legs started to shake, making her put all of her weight on to the couch. Just as she was about to climax he stopped, and she screamed, from the void it left behind. Kissing her she could hear the jingle of his belt buckle, and the unzipping of his pants. She reached down finding him rock hard and jumping as he worked his way to her. Taking her legs up over his forearms he slid into her and she dug her nails into his shoulders.
    “Fuck, watch your nails !” He growled, into her mouth, followed by three hard thrusts, which sent her over the edge, her body tightened and she clung to him as she came, her knees locked up at his sides.
    “Shit. Already?” He panted nibbling at her shoulder, slowing his pace. I’m not even near there.”
    “Keep going.” She lifted her ass, pushing herself against him, wanting him deeper. He filled her, made her body ache in all the right places. Finally she felt him tense up, his arms tensed as he slowed. He buried his face in her hair taking in her scent for a moment longer. His cock twitched inside her, as it did he reached between them, and began to furiously rub her clit, sending a shockwave to her loins. He pumped deeply into her, and she came again falling against him.
    “Fuck, me…” Donnella’s head rolled to one side as they separated and both slid to the floor. “That was… Holy shit.” She laughed, so did he.
    “I think my legs just turned to jelly.” He groaned, pushing himself against the back end of the couch next to her.
    “No fair you still have your socks on!” Donnella shouted with a playful shove to Matthew’s side.
    “And I let you keep your garters and stockings… So we are even.” He