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Regina gasped for air, her body still convulsing as she thrusted her hips at him. She continued to try and tug at his belt, feeling the heat of their bodies melting into one with his breath so hot it almost burned. And, as he pinned her down, she whipped off his belt and lightly bit it before throwing it to the ground. As it landed, she let out a “Uh”, letting him trail closer and closer to his breasts. And, as he massaged her breasts, she threw back her head. She couldn’t help but smile behind her flushed cheeks. She was in a perfect state of tense and relaxed as her toes curled and she continued to thrust her hips. “Maybe…” she teased, lightly ruffling his hair.