Softly caressing curves, hungrily craving

The softness of her ass, a beacon in the night, draws him in. He traces its contours, his fingers sinking into the plush flesh. She responds, her body arching, inviting him to explore further. He obliges, his hands roaming, feeling the softness, the warmth, the promise of what's to come. His breath hitches, his cock hardens, eager to replace his hands, to feel that softness envelop it, to sink into her, to claim her as his own.

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