Tom looks at the small mound the contours of her body makes underneath the blankets, and can't resist the urge to inspect them.
He places a hand on her neck and gently moves it downwards, until his hand meets the bed sheet. Moving above the sheet, he slowly makes his way down, going over the soft mound that hides her left breast. He stops, and palms the small breast, feeling the soft flesh and hardening nipple underneath, pressing against his hand. He is amazed at just how tender her breast feels, and as he moves down once again, he sees that her nipples are now making little tents above her small breasts.
His hand moves down to her stomach, feeling the firm flatness of it, and slowly approaches where her legs meet her body. As Tom reaches her pussy, he spreads her legs with his outer fingers, and presses down on her soft flesh. He can feel no hair through the sheet, and presses down on her mound a bit more.
A low shudder comes from her lips, and he smiles, looking at an expression of need grow on her face. He cannot even remember who this cute babe is in his bed, but Tom appears to have given
it to her last night, and it looks like she wants it again, now.
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