He let his fingertips lightly move up her arm, and then to her breasts. He could feel the material of her shirt straining around them, and he circled around her healthy mounds until he found her hard nipples. He loved their shape, and how hard they were, seemingly able to cut through the layers of fabric that separated skin from skin. She moaned loudly as he pinched them lightly, and as her back arched he squeezed them harder until she seemed to squirm with delight.
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