Eric buries his face in her wetness

Eric's hands are magic, Mel thinks, as he massages her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples, making them harden. He slides one hand down her body, his fingers finding her slick folds, teasing her, pushing her towards the brink. Mel gasps, her breath hitching as Eric's fingers slide inside her, his thumb rubbing circles on her clit. She can feel the pressure building, her body tensing, ready to explode. Eric's touch is expert, his rhythm perfect, his fingers moving in and out of her, making her writhe with pleasure.

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