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" I choked back a cry when his hand disappeared and was replaced with his cock. My heart thudded in my chest each time he slid home.
I can't imagine.
"Chris!" My cry came out garbled when I pressed my face into the pillow. Beneath him, my body continued shaking from my sudden release.
Please understand, I was a different guy back then.
More of my naughtier side revealing itself, as Chris would say. And that made me shiver.
Not that time.
You were a rebound fuck, Dirk.