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“Was I ridiculous?” I asked.

“I’ve never seen anything hotter in my life.” He moved my thighs from his shoulders and lay down on the rug beside me.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

I glanced down at the giant bulge in his jeans. It dwarfed his belt buckle.

“I feel like I want you to fuck me,” I said brazenly.

I watched as a wicked gleam appeared in his eyes.

He undid his belt buckle and whipped the belt off in one quick movement. Unzipping his jeans, he pushed them down his hips, just enough, and rolled between my legs.

He pressed the tip of his cock inside...