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Jack let his tongue glance across her lips as they kissed. Emily pulled closer. Good. gradually their kiss became one filled with tongue. Wet and warm. She had her arms wrapped around his torso, and let his explore. He got a hand under her shirt, at her side, and it sat next to her breast.

“Is this okay?” Jack asked, pulling away for a moment.

“God yes.” Emily replied. Her body was warm like a heater, and her breathing got heavier. She pulled back from the kiss, and smiled broadly. Jack took that as a sign, and took his own shirt off, then helped her with hers. She wore a lacy white bra under it, but kept her arms close to squeeze the breasts together.

Jack began to kiss her neck, low and slow, leaving his mark down it. He licked her jaw, and she kissed his cheek. She looked stunning in the dim moonlight. Her platinum hair glowed in the stars, and her skin reflected some of the light. He put his hands all over her, focusing now on her bra. He squeezed her breasts, before pulling the bra off. She moved closer at his touch, but let him lean down to kiss her chest.

Her breasts were not large, but in the moon light they were beautiful. He sucked her nipples, alternating, then squeezed them once more. His shorts came off first, then hers, then his boxers. She got to her knees, and pulled those down.

Emily's black painted lips wrapped around his dick, and she took it in, deep. Q2