Chapter 369 The Photograph 3

• He had stopped squeezing her breasts but kept his hands on them, his palms rubbing against her diamond-hard nipples as she moved, and she could feel that he was getting closer to an orgasm. His face was getting flushed and he was breathing faster, and although he laid still, she felt his hips pushing up against her as the tension built within him.
• As he got closer, she rode him faster, gripping him even tighter, panting hard from the exertion. Finally, she felt his body stiffen. He was almost at the point of no return. She had practised her lines, remembering them from some of their past sex-games.
• “That’s it baby, cum for me, you know you want to. I’m gonna cum, too.”