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dibly frustrating, not being able to get my own
hands on that big, lushly virile body. Suddenly I couldn't wait
for the sunset--and not just so I could turn the tables on him.
Decker jerked up off me and began to strip. He didn't even
look at what he was doing; his eyes were on me, glittering and
black with his excitement. As I watched hungrily, his long cock
sprang free, bobbing as he dragged his tight jeans off his legs.
Then he was on me and in me, and I was pumping up at him as fast
and hard as he was thrusting into me. I loved it, the thickness,
the penetration, the maddening hunger of it.
And adding to my excitement, I could feel in his mind how I
felt to him, tight around his shaft, but wet, so wet. The double
stimulation made me come within just a few strokes, and without
meaning to, I fed my pleasure to him so that he climaxed too,
bellowing.
We rocked together through the last of it. But as the final
quivers of delight died and sanity crept back in, it occurred to
me that I'd made a mistake. We'd been too quick. If I was going
to make him hang around, I had to get him going again.
Fortunately, he'd been so excited by the long buildup that
his erection hadn't com
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