Stealthy Strokes: Her Unaware, Me Unzipped

The room is dim, the air heavy with anticipation. She's on the couch, her body language relaxed, unaware of my presence. Her hand wanders, finding the hem of her skirt, pulling it up to reveal her smooth thighs. She traces her fingers along her skin, her touch feather-light, sending shivers down her spine. I watch, hidden, as she Parts of her, her body language changing, her breath hitching. She's getting close, her moans filling the room, her hand a blur between her legs. I'm hard, my cock straining against my jeans, my hand working it in time with her. Just as she's about to come, she stops, her eyes widening, sensing she's not alone. I freeze, my heart pounding, my cock throbbing, our game of cat and mouse continuing.

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