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My fingers were still sticky from my own cum when I read his text again. Come open the door. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it between my legs, that fresh ache mixing with the leftover throb from watching him shoot his load on the balcony. I didn’t even bother with the robe. I walked downstairs naked, tits bouncing with each step, pussy lips swollen and slick as I reached the front door. My hand shook a little on the knob but I turned it anyway.

Alexander stood there in the porch light, tall and commanding, his shirt already half unbuttoned showing that solid chest with silver...