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"Why not?" Tom Hansen replied quickly. "That's what we came here for."
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes directly in line with his crotch. Tom's body tingled with anticipation as he reached for his belt buckle.
"Want me to do that for you?" she asked.
"Sure," he answered, pleased at the offer. "Sure. But only if you want to."
Linda replied with a smile. She placed her hands at his belt and fumbled with it for a moment before loosening the buckle. Then she unfastened the snap on his pants and reached for his zipper. Tom felt his manhood swell instantly.
"Wait," he said, catching her forearm in midair. "Feel this."
He pressed her hand against the bulge which now stretched the front of his pants.
"Why not?" Tom Hansen replied quickly. "That's what we came here for."
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes directly in line with his crotch. Tom's body tingled with anticipation as he reached for his belt buckle.
"Want me to do that for you?" she asked.
"Sure," he answered, pleased at the offer. "Sure. But only if you want to."
Linda replied with a smile. She placed her hands at his belt and fumbled with it for a moment before loosening the buckle. Then she unfastened the snap on his pants and reached for his zipper. Tom felt his manhood swell instantly.
"Wait," he said, catching her forearm in midair. "Feel this."
He pressed her hand against the bulge which now stretched the front of his pants.