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Laurie groans and moans with ecstasy. Jiro is indeed a guitarist. He's good with his fingers. He strummed and strung her desires taut enough for her to beg for more, and when she did, he knew exactly how to let her go flying within his embrace, screaming out his name as she chased her release.
Her legs were trembling and she steady herself by tightening her arms around his neck.
Their desires were like dry grass in the middle of the summer where a lit match was accidentally thrown and it burned to the ground. Their lust was ignited in a blink of an eye. The two of them moved in a way that would give pleasure to the others as well as pleasure oneself.
Laurie tip-toed and gasped for air to breathe for Jiro's mouth was so unforgiving. He seeks and takes everything that she can offer and more.
"We have to stop," she breathed heavily as her lips traced his jawline.
"Should we?" He replied and caught her wayward lips once again.
