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She actually did state that Max couldn't take off clothes himself, but I'm also fine with that never happerning

I take her panties, scrunch them in my palm a little as if admiring a medal I just got before I stuff them in the pocket of my pants. But of course not before looking over to the over cheer leader who had taken the bra and chose to grin at me. Now holding the panties in mine I grinned even wider and winked at her.
Though the main attraction of my gaze quickly approached once again and my eyes swiveled over to her, wondering which way she would sit down again. As she mounted me facing my way I smiled, looking down at her bald wet pussy so close to my hard cock with one less barrier of clothing before I continued hwat I had been doing, teasing her other nipple this time as it didn't get any attention yet, my hands at my side.
But I was greedy and began moving up, planting a trail of kisses on her breast, collarbone and neck as I steathily and ever so slowly raised the hem of my shirt to expose more and more of my hard cock to contact with her directly. Then right below her ear I whisper "Do you feel that? How hard you made me?"