Soon, I was the one feeling turned on instead by his jealousy. The thought of another man desiring me already unpleased him. Once rejected, twice desired. The way he moved, it was like his body was speaking. It was a body language I understood very well. He wanted to have his way under my pants. There wasn't any space between us both as he kept snatching me closer to himself. I began to slowly move backwards, he followed my lead. His member firm but dangling in its spacious confinement. We were moving in sync and his body was starting to respond to mine. Every step I took back, he too took forward. Finally, with my back against the wall, his body pressed against mine. He, desirably looking at my
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