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She knew it was risky, especially given their location, but she supposed they were screwed either way if they were caught. Whether she had a shirt on or not, if they were caught, it was trouble. Pulling her arms out of her hoodie, the dark-haired girl let it drop beside them, before moving on to try to struggle a little better out of her tee, exposing her breasts better to him.
She wasn't quite out of the shirt when he kissed her, and she found herself leaning back into it with a bit of excitement. The kiss was rough, a without much class, but a good dose of intensity. She was breathing heavily when she broke away from him, though she didn't move far, her hips still moving with his, her rhythm never wavering. "As good as I remember," she whispered weakly, a moan escaping her as she pushed herself down to his full length again, hips twitching in response.
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