The One
It’s my turn.
I squeeze his shoulder, directing him back up to me, capturing his lips with mine as I reach down to tug down his pants and find his hard, large member. I stroke it gently once, then twice, feeling his excitement trickle out.
He gazes at me carefully, unsure, but I nod, guiding him to my entrance. He makes love to me–there’s no other way to describe it. He is gentle, yet effusive with his ravishment. He brings me to the peak of my pleasure so quickly, I have to hold onto him for dear life.
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