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It wasn't so much the tank top, or even the contents of the tank top. It was what the tank top revealed that got me going.

Bare shoulders, sexy arms, long neck. Smooth, flat midriff. The evil clue of cleavage.

We finally got each other alone.

While I was making out with her I invented a little game for myself. I would only touch or kiss the exposed areas of skin. I wouldn't place my hands over or under any article of clothing.

A fun game but a difficult one. Tried my best but before long I couldn't stand it.

After the sheets were soaked with sweat we wound up on the bedroom floor.