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Erotic Shorts 2
(Darren G. Burton)

Twice Is Nice





Resting a hand on her luscious thigh, Charmaine puffed on her cigarette and glanced around the living room. "It's a bit bright in here, don't you think?"

Jerry gazed up at the overhead light beaming down on them with seventy-five watts of power and knew what she was hinting at. He got up, switched on a lamp beside a bookcase which offered more subdued and seductive illumination, and turned off the blazing overhead light.

"How's that?"

"Much more appealing," she said with a sultry look, her eyes half closed.

Jerry rejoined her on the couch. He'd barely sat down again when their arms wrapped around each other simultaneously and their tongues probed for entry into each others' mouths. They sat there clamped tightly together in a fiery embrace. Charmaine's hands clawed at his clothes in a desperate bid to remove them. Jerry slipped his hands beneath the hem of her skimpy dress and hitched it up over her hips. She helped him off with his shirt and he undid his jeans, all the while Charmaine caressing the swelling hardness through his underwear. Man that felt good.