She Gropes Him, He Hardens

In the dimly lit room, she sits close, her hand casual yet purposeful on his thigh. As she chats idly, her fingers trace circles, moving higher, feeling the bulge in his jeans grow. He shifts, trying to hide his arousal, but she knows. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You like that, don't you?" Her hand reaches his crotch, groping boldly, making him groan softly.

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