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So when he finished, I was breathing pretty heavily, but not tensed yet to the verge of tears. The heat was definitely starting to build, but it was so much less overall than I was used to, I was sure nothing... well, I was sure I wasn’t going to come. And yet something was happening that I didn’t quite understand—and couldn’t quite believe either! Jamie went back to the couch and just sat there watching. I don’t know if it was knowing he was just staring at my pussy, or if it was that his belt had made direct contact there, but I could feel every beat of my heart right there between my legs. I could feel my sex start to twitch…I mean I was sure the outer lips must be, like, rippling. The longer I waited, the more I thought about it, the more my pussy itched, the stronger the muscular twitching became. From thinking I hadn’t been aroused at all, now I was starting to think I was building to a full-blown orgasm, right in front of Jamie. Without a shred of physical stimulation. It was. Darleen herself was the worst culprit of them all, managing to spoil the girl even more than her own parents did. To Darleen, Tempest shone like the brightest star in the sky, she was the perfect little pixie who could do no wrong. She doted on her beautiful little name-sake, treating her like a pampered princess. Since the stone family was the epitome of wealth, Darleen was able to take her mission to spoil her only goddaughter to an obscene level. Tempest had her own wing at the Stone mansion, an enormous bedroom with a big canopy bed covered in a pale pink satin bed spread, and heaping with a dozen frothy and frilly, pink pillows. She had every doll ever made, a doll house that could quite possibly house a small family, a playhouse in the garden that could house a large family, and a tea set that the queen of England herself would envy. Darleen had mastered the art of spoiling Tempest so well, she was actually able to predict what the girl wanted before she even asked for it..
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