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Cool Blogger: BANGBROS NETWORK breathed hard through her nostrils when Zack, with one hand, reached behind her head and pulled it into his own, their lips smashing, teeth grinding, tongues dueling. He twisted her flaxen ponytail around his fist and held her tight while his other hand kneaded the soft but firm flesh of her breast. Her nipples throbbed, aching to be released from her bra, and he felt one pressing against his palm. He strummed his fingers over it, feeling it thicken further, before grasping it between his fingers and twisting it gently, tugging it, pinching it.
"Oh, gawd," she moaned into his mouth, her hips slowly rotating atop the workbench.
Zach released his grasp on her ponytail and dropped his hand to her bottom, pulling her closer to him. Her legs parted further, widening the gap into which his sweaty body fit. His hand slowly traced along her lower back, caressing her flesh at the top of her shorts, sending shivers up her spine. The rocking of her hips increased, gently tugging her panties against her hypersensitive clitoris.
Encouraged by the way Mrs. Idaho was responding to his ministrations, Zach slid his hand up the back of her tank top, pulling the fabric up with it. The taste of her lip gloss lingered on his lips, on his tongue, and he felt the air expelling through her nostrils as she bucked her wildly gyrating hips at him.
His hand exited the back of her tank top at the neck line and he again took a fistful of hair. He gently yanked it down, causing their lips to separate, her head pulled back, exposing her slender neck. Elizabeth released her arms from around his neck and placed them behind her, palms down on the workbench, bracing herself.
