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Once again, time on the clock was ticking away and Maisie Williams was taking an eternity to get herself ready.
Her lust-filled eyes locked onto his own and he knew that he had her, she had surrendered.
Within a moment she was sauntering across the living room floor to where he sat on the couch, dropping obediently to her knees between his legs.
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Maisie scooted forward, inching as close as she could to him without getting in his lap.
She leaned in and he responded to her advance, moving in to kiss her passionately.
It was explosive, she locked her lips on his and immediately went for his tongue, licking it and swirling it around with her own before gently suckling it between her lips and sucking on it erotically.
Meanwhile, she had reached down and undid his belt, loosing it before unbuttoning his pants and breaking the kiss to pull them off. Maisie thrust her head down, getting her head between his thighs and nuzzling her face into his boxer-clad cock and balls, breathing in his manly scent and rubbing her pussy through her panties at the same time.
The girl was moaning and whimpering against his bulge, loving the feel of it’s thickness and heat against her young face.
He could feel her placing passionate, desperate kisses all over his swollen ball bag and further up, as she paid worship to his bulging cock through his underwear, her lips leaving little wet spots on the fabric.
She was such a sexy, raven-haired little nymph at her core, and it was never more apparent than when she pranced around freely in her bra and panties.