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You writhed and wriggled in my arms, your warmth was everything I needed. Your hands too, they were so curious. I felt it, on my inner thigh; you trying to outline the length of my endowment.. It was subtle, but I'm sure you could feel it growing within your grasp.. You moaned into my ear; oh my god it was so sexy.. The hot breath that slipped down my neck, tickling me. The hair stood up on my neck and you gripped it, hard.. Like it owed you something, like you wanted it so bad. It pulsated in your palm, the length of it.. It was far bigger than those petite little hands of yours, and you knew it too, like it was dangerously big. I watched as you stroked it beneath the confinement of my pants, how I wanted you to just pull it out and do things.

	" Damn, you like that shit don't you. " I spoke, lips trembling as the words slipped past them. Like they threatened to fall off.

Of course you did; and it was all too clear as he heard the inexplicable sound of a zipper being torn apart. Feeling those fingers rummage through my boxers, searching for something to hold on to. They found something; curling around my member I arched my back into you and my face found your neck.. You started to stroke it, gently like you wanted to tease me. It was incredible, feeling that trigger happy finger of yours trace the veins in my shaft and curl around the head. You quickened your pace and began to go at it; tugging on it, trying to coax something out of it.. Sure, you can have all of it, but just a little more.. My lips drew against the smooth, undying curvature of your neck; crafting trails of saliva as my tongue slipped from its cavernous hold. It lapped at your flesh, like a hungry hound scouring your body for it's next meal.. We can get to that later. Your hand moved back and forth, over, and over, and over again. It was fucking amazing. Then those words fell from your lips and shatter the cacophony of the room.

	" Cum for me please, I want it. " Ushering the words past your lips, they were tantalizing, like you were begging for it.

You said please, you asked for it.. Not commanded me, that was hot. Alright, I guess you can have it. He allowed her to stroke it, and keep stroking it. He felt it well within his body; toes curling in the red-bottoms and muscles contracting in his abdomen. It spilled from his length, and you caught it with your other hand, wow. Continuously, like it was endless originating from some deep untouched place. You finished me off and.. Is that your tongue on my earlobe, swirling and massaging the flesh. Yes; so fucking sensitive. I shuddered and you knew what it did to me.

	" Oh my fucking god, that was amazing. " I couldn't help but say it, I mean fuck.. Why hide it?

	" Lemme come back to your place, and show you what I can really do. " What kind of shit was that, girls like you are only supposed to exist in movies.