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She Spanking felt so warm, the skin of her back so soft under my fingers. I lay Spanking there content both hearing and feeling her deep breathing. My hand betrayed me, my fingers kept tensing while they Spanking should have been resting on her back, wanting, needing to feel, to experience more of her body. It took my whole focus to keep my hand still on her Spanking back, and to control my own breathing. Then I felt her hand raise from it's place near the middle of my back, her wrist still resting across my side. I was worried that she was uncomfortable, and lightened my touch, hoping she would see Spanking I didn't mind if she wanted to move. Instead I felt the Spanking lightest touch of a single finger move across my skin.
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