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My cock misses you I told hi adamant it needs to be now

Now? As in NOW?

Is he insane? We can’t possibly Just as lance up at hie

Meet ainst ht to pick up speed Without waiting for me to respond, Colton tucks his phone into the pocket of his board shorts He says so to my father, who nods once, and then he strolls casually toward the pool house

My oalk to the pool house is not so casual I feel as guilty as a cri me and knows exactly what I’ht red andtoo fast Apparently I suck at secret sex rendezvous

When I reach the door to the pool house – that to any norenerously sized ho for me with an expectant smile

"You came"

"Did you really think I’d turn you down?" I ask

"No"

Taking my hand, he pulls me inside and shuts and locks the door behind us The three bedroom – two bath home is under construction The wallpaper has been stripped fro the floors Dust and randos I orried about earlier fade away as I focus entirely onthe underside of each one His s at his touch He guides me into the kitchen and stops us beside the stone counter top

"Hands on the counter," he whispers low nearthe sensitive skin atmy palms flat on the counter

Heat my back His hands es asp out at the sensation

Sweepingbehindit onto the counter besidethe back ofainst hireeted by his thick erection, that I’m sure is barely contained by his board shorts He releases a sharp grunt

Colton’s hands skim down my sides and push into the back ofit in his hands and then continues pushing my bottos," he breathes againstmy body for him

I hear him unlace his swim shorts, the crinkle of fabric is the most delicious sound, as he pushes the to feed you my cock One inch at a tiin to rub the head of his cock againstmy wetness

Colton presses forward, just the broad tip of hi to feel him push deeper