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His fingers and then his cock pressing between my legs made the decision. Soon, we were both moaning.
I could tell you were like me. Wanting more out of life than what we'd been given, but still content with it.
Still, my legs swayed. Chris pulled on me until I stepped back, halting when my calves hit the edge of the bed.
Well, history. " I gasped at his fingers on my hip now.
"I thought you'd never ask. " He thrust hard, making me scream.
Drawing out the sensations for both of us.
Then he was sitting up again. Scooting back so that his cock rested between my legs now, the coolness of the piercings reminding me of one of my questions.