[She still has her hand over his, and squeezes gently, liking the feel of both their hands fondling her chest. After another few minutes she breaks the kiss, but only to pull her tank top up over her head, tossing it toward the floor. Her hips have never stopped moving, especially once she could feel his own hardness rubbing against her. Sorry Aden, but there may be a damp spot on those pajama bottoms before long.]
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