Then we were there. He turned to me, pulled me tightly to his chest and assaulted my mouth with his.
Fire blazed through my veins. I tore wildly at his clothing, desperate to feel his energized flesh against my own. He rid me of my clothes as quickly, then dragged me to the ground, before urging me over onto my knees.
He wrapped himself and his power around me and with one swift stroke buried his cock to the balls in my cunt.

And kept me there.
And kept me there.
I was getting ready to scream when he whispered in my ear; "I'll let you cum if you tell me what you're doing here."
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I'm still worried about Dodge. This can't be good for his self-esteem.
Then you should fuck him, Dick.
He's a smart one. He knows your weakness! Will you spill the beans? I'm staying tuned in!
Damn Bax. Could you hold up if I kept you on the edge of climax? For hours? Days?
Maybe we should try find out?
Sure. Just my kind of experiment. ;-)
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