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pressed her breasts against his chest, her legs against his legs. She was finally in his arms. This girl he had dreamed of since junior high was there with him, holding him, and this was no dream. He kissed her gently on her cheek.
    Tyler brushed her lips across Sam’s face until her lips found his. He kissed her back, softly at first, his lips parting until their tongues found each other. His kiss remained soft as his hands moved from the small of her back down to her rear. He squeezed her ass, pressing her against him, his crotch digging into hers.
    Still kissing, Sam worked her dress up with his fingers until his hands were on her panties, rubbing across the cool slickness of her silky panties. The fingers of his right hand slipped under the elastic, and he felt the naked flesh of her ass.
    Tyler’s hands rose to his head to run her fingers through his hair. Lifting her right knee, she wrapped her leg around his waist, feeling his crotch moving slowly against hers, feeling a flush of dampness growing between her legs. The stiffness of his erection pushed against her.
    Sam moved a hand up and unzipped her dress down to her waist. He sank his hand down into her panties from the top this time. He squeezed her ass.
    Tyler pulled her right leg down. Breathing heavily, she pushed his jacket off, loosened his tie, pulled it off, and unbuttoned his shirt. She unbuckled his belt and opened his pants.
    Their lips parted momentarily when Sam pulled her dress off. He took a second to look at her as she stood in front of him, running her hands through her short hair. Her chest rose with her heavy breathing. He watched her bare breasts rise, their delicate roundness, the pointy nipples. She was wearing white panties, thin enough for him to see the dark hair between her legs. Her stockings were held up by lacy elastic bands at the top, an inch or so from her crotch. He bent over and removed her heels and began pulling her stockings down.
    He kissed his way up her legs, alternating from one to the other as his hands returned to kneading her ass. He traced his tongue up her thighs. He lightly kissed the front of her panties and moved up to her navel. He tongued her navel and stood, moving his hands to her breasts now to squeeze them softly, to run his finger over her nipples.
    Tyler was breathing much heavier now. When Sam moved his mouth to hers, she yanked off his shirt and tossed it. Then she worked his pants down and off. She knelt in front of him, took off his loafers and each sock. Craning her neck up, she tucked her fingers into the waistband of his jockey shorts and pulled them down. Sam’s erection was straight up, thick and swollen, surrounded by hair as dark as the thick hair on his head.
    She ran her fingers over the delicate hairs between his navel and the base of his dick. She circled his dick with the fingers of her left hand, letting her right hand caress his balls. She kissed the tip of his dick softly, then licked her way down, along the warm shaft that led to his pubic bush and then back up to the hypersensitive membranes at the tip.
    Tyler moved her head back and forth flicking her tongue along the underside of his dick. Sam moaned deeply. Tyler’s hands grabbed his ass now as he pumped her mouth.
    Sam felt the passion rising quickly in his thighs and pulled her up to kiss her again. He shoved his hands into her panties and pushed them down. She lifted her legs to step out of them. Grabbing her ass again, he pulled her to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her legs as Sam rubbed the length of his dick against the front of her pussy, against her silky, wet pubic hair.
    Moving to the bed, Tyler climbed on backward. Sam moved over her. He paused as she lay back. He looked at her body, at her soft breasts and hard nipples, at the flatness of her belly, at her reddish pubic hair and the pink slit of her pussy. He kissed her pubic hair, ran his tongue through its silkiness to the top of her