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Let's play," he suggests, his voice a low, husky rumble. She looks up from her book, her eyes widening as she takes in the sight of him, his cock already hard and tenting his jeans. She licks her lips, her heart pounding in her chest. "What do you want to play?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. He grins, pushing his jeans down to reveal his thick, veined cock. "This," he says, stroking himself slowly. She swallows hard, her pussy already wet and aching. She knows she should say no, but the sight of him, his cock so hard and ready, is too much to resist. She reaches out, her hand wrapping around his shaft, feeling the heat and the pulse of his desire. He groans, his hips bucking forward, his cock throbbing in her hand. "That's it," he says, his voice ragged. "Play with me.