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Bo arched a little against Dyson's lips, her eyes closed. She could hear the smirk in his voice which brought a wanton one to her own as her hands moved behind her to find his hands. "You should start at the top and work your way down..." She guided his hands to her breasts though she leaned back against him. It was all she could do to stay upright and against him like this and not turn around and take over. The coyness in his voice held something that was equally as delicious to her and sent all her senses to maximum.