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"Yeah, I can buy that," I said, as things were coming back to me. Even if they were just my fantasies during the writing process two years ago. Yet I was working with less than accurate data.

Back then, my brain had tried to capture how full Jennifer's breasts looked in her blue bra. And how her hips were framed in her matching panties. It also tried to capture the essence of her perfect curves, long legs, and the sides of her stunning ass. It had also tried to picture the hungry look in her eyes and the pout of her lips.

In every way, my brain had failed miserably to get it right. And yet it still churned out a story like that. Go figure. Well, it could bail me out now. "Now I remember a few things," it helped me say while I slipped out of my pants.

Once I took my undies down, Jennifer did the same with hers and came right back to me. She knew this was her cue to sit down on my lap, with her legs around my waist and my erection laying on her crotch. I made myself get everything under control, before touching her bare skin for the first time.

Jennifer rocked herself against my lap, with my ♥♥♥♥ still right against her center. My hand slipped down to her ass and gave her supple flesh a long squeeze. Resisting the urge to make it longer, I got out, "Lift it up," and waited for Jennifer to follow her cue.

She obeyed by lifting her ass up as high as she could while I pushed my ♥♥♥♥ down. Hopefully when she sat down, she would be lying right on my shaft. I didn't know how feasible this trick was when I wrote it, so I wasn't sure what the actual outcome would be.

It sure looked and felt like so far, so good when Jennifer literally sat on my shaft. With a bit of maneuvering, she had it right where I wanted it – in between her bare buns. My right hand reached back to make sure it was in position, then held onto her bottom as I made my first thrust.

I was trying to ♥♥♥♥ her in between those perfect round cheeks of hers. And just like in the story, it worked better when Jennifer rocked her hips back and forth to glide her crack over my ♥♥♥♥. On my own cue, I kept my right hand on her ass for support, then put my left hand down to circle her ♥♥♥♥♥.

My fingertip got in and felt the wetness right away, as my erection kept sliding between her buns. Despite having both hands on the front and back of her crotch, it wasn't quite enough for the story or this.

"Stand by for bra removal," I somehow talked in movie lingo, then Jennifer reached back to start removing it. I helped her the last half of the way, and soon the bra was loose enough to brush aside. When I did, her perfectly full, soon to be bouncing tits were right in my face.

"Oh, ♥♥♥♥," I babbled at the three way assault on my senses. To stop myself from talking more jibberish, I covered my mouth with the top of Jennifer's right tit. My hand reluctantly left her ass and grabbed the bottom of her breast, lifting it up even more to help my mouth.

As I suckled her nipple down and looked up at Jennifer's impressed face, my left hand left her ♥♥♥♥♥ and rubbed its wetness on her left tit. My mouth soon joined it, leaving my right hand to take over the fingering.

It wasn't as easy as I made it look on the Internet. But I was still suckling Jennifer's ample chest, rubbing her taut ♥♥♥♥♥ and staying lodged between her thick ass all at once. Jennifer sounded as aroused as I was, but it could have been part of the reenactment. Maybe I'd get a more definitive answer in the next position.

I pulled my face back and removed my hands, watching Jennifer grit her teeth afterwards. She looked upset for a second, but there was no need since she knew what was coming next. As she remembered, she said, "That's not enough, right?" just like in the fic.

"Get on all fours and I might remember," I got in character as a thinly disguised me. Jennifer frowned in character, but got off my lap and went to the larger couch nearby. There, she put her hands and knees on the cushions and arched her ass, leaving me room to go on the right side of the couch.

I kneeled down and saw her peachy behind and wet ♥♥♥♥♥ waiting for another go around. Impulsively, I put my hands on her buns and hit them a few times like a drum. In all honestly, I wrote this well before Amy Adams had that happen to her in Jennifer's last movie, so there was no point in suing. Then again, who knew how many movie people other than Jennifer read Hollywood smut….