“What is it?” I asked her. xxx She hugged me again, and we held each other tightly. I’d clearly misread her anger. She again squeezed her thighs together and started rotating her hips, grinding herself along my shaft. She was still sitting on her bed where she’d been. Abby rose from the bed and pulled off her shirt and bra. She collapsed next to me on the bed and cuddled up to my side. She laid herself down on top of me, breasts pressing into my chest, her mouth by my ear. I put my arm around her shoulder and held her. She slid her pussy along my length, her ass rubbing against my stomach.
