PhoenixPrime01
Hmm, so many choices.
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Bart:
"Mmmmm, I like how that felt Sam and will return it in kind very soon I promise," I grinned at you after the squeeze.
I walked around the table once to see the lay of the balls and bent to take my first shot.
I bent, stroked my cue to align the shot and made the intended ball and also another that was an easy double. Standing I chalked my cue, moved and shot again. Stood, chalked, shot until I'd run the table. As the 8 ball dropped slowly into the pocket, I turned to you and smiled, a very large smile with a twinkle in my eyes that had to let you know what I wished as my prize.
Walking over I set down the cue, took yours and set it down wordlessly and pulled you into my arms. As your head tipped up to look at me I hugged you hard enough to press your impressive breasts to my chest and bent to kiss you, but I stopped with our lips a fraction of an inch apart and whispered, "I win." and waited for you to move or react. I damned sure wasn't going to blow my chance to spend time with you by acting like a teenager thinking the his small head, the one you had to feel pressing against you, instead of the one on my shoulders.
"Mmmmm, I like how that felt Sam and will return it in kind very soon I promise," I grinned at you after the squeeze.
I walked around the table once to see the lay of the balls and bent to take my first shot.
I bent, stroked my cue to align the shot and made the intended ball and also another that was an easy double. Standing I chalked my cue, moved and shot again. Stood, chalked, shot until I'd run the table. As the 8 ball dropped slowly into the pocket, I turned to you and smiled, a very large smile with a twinkle in my eyes that had to let you know what I wished as my prize.
Walking over I set down the cue, took yours and set it down wordlessly and pulled you into my arms. As your head tipped up to look at me I hugged you hard enough to press your impressive breasts to my chest and bent to kiss you, but I stopped with our lips a fraction of an inch apart and whispered, "I win." and waited for you to move or react. I damned sure wasn't going to blow my chance to spend time with you by acting like a teenager thinking the his small head, the one you had to feel pressing against you, instead of the one on my shoulders.
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