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As I continue to get the shirt higher above her tits, I glance over and move my eyes to him and motion for him to move over if he wants to get close. He does and gets on his knees right next to her. He slowly lifts her shirt up a little more, I believe she thought it was me doing the moving. At this point I put my hands under her tits and point them at the guy and wiggle them slightly. Then one hand goes big ass low and the wiggle begins again down at the muff area. I again look at him smile and then look at her unattended tit, (is this is a first for either of us) is she counting the number of hands or will she care at this point? Anyway he is moving like this is new to him also and is now sort of touching her tit, then he again moves his other hand to the same tit. She is just looking at me and smiling and kissing. Her hands start to move around and I am hoping! Yes she just started rubbing my dick on the outside of my shorts. 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