"Manuela"

I slid my fingers over the first button of his shirt and unbuttoned it, moving to the next, then the next, until they were all open. I moved away a little to pull the shirt off and settled back into his lap. Only then did I grasp both sides of the shirt and open it, exposing his entire chest. I noticed his breathing change and slowly placed my hand on his chest, touching his skin, and slid my hands down his chest, down his toned abdomen, full of ripples, well-defined, hard muscles.

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