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I woke up in the middle of the night to the sensation of Jack’s warm breath on my neck and his body pressed tightly against mine. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of the moonlight streaming in through the curtains, casting a gentle light over our entwined bodies.
I felt a familiar pressure between my thighs and realized that Jack was already inside me, his cock moving slowly and sensually, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through my body. His hand was on my breast, gently squeezing and caressing my sensitive nipple, sending shivers down my spine.
“Oh, Jack,” I moaned softly, my voice thick with sleep and desire. “You feel so good.”
Jack’s response was a deep, throaty groan as he continued to thrust into me, his pace gradually increasing. “I couldn’t resist, Nancy. You looked so beautiful, and I needed you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear.
I arched my back, pressing myself closer to him, my body responding eagerly to his touch. The sensation of his cock moving inside me, combined with the way his hand was teasing my nipple, was driving me wild with desire.
Jack’s lips found their way to my other breast, his mouth closing over my nipple as he began to suck and lick, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I moaned louder, my hands gripping the sheets as the intensity of his thrusts increased.
“Jack, don’t stop,” I begged, my body trembling with need. “I’m so close.”
