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“I’ve never worn a dress like this before,” I tell him

“Oh,” he says, his hands gliding to eous Beautiful Majestic Fucking angelic”

I laugh “Didn’t realize you were such a poet”

“I don’t want you to think I only want you for how ot this thing, you see, and it’s pretty hard and pretty ready to drive into that tight little hole of yours, and this thing won’t leave me alone and …”

I laugh and he chuckles, and then so crazy happens to me I don’t knohere it comes frohter or the relief that swiust – in his pale haunted eyes

I sh the front of his pants

He sucks in a savage breath and I gasp at h hi power I have at this moment

I start led hardness of his flesh, his massive manhood all twisted in his boxer shorts

“Holy heck, you really like that, don’t you?” I gasp

“Da in his pleasure

“I want to stroke it,” I whisper, anxiety and bravery clashing horns inside of ain on the way Da desire “I want to make you feel how you make me feel”

“I don’t want to waste any oing to turn you down I don’t think I could ever do that”

Suddenlywith his belt, but they’re cluainst the leather of the belt, twisting it up so that I can’t pull it loose

With a savage snarl, Da the buckle and tossing it to the floor where it clatters metallically

I grab his pants and pull thes free He seeaze over my shoulder like last time

Heinches, his shaft thick with veins going up the base The end is swollen and huge and glistening with a drop of precoly

How a?