His dick gets hard as soon as he starts kissing me.

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i sat on his face. i crushed his head between my thighs. i rode him like he ejaculates world peace. god, how i loved grinding on him slowly. mouth open, eyes half-closed.moaning. i stopped moaning his name when i chose to own the sex. i never let him straddle me under his body again. i sat on his lap. i fucked him hard and fast. it’s easier to get up and leave this way. threw him a pack of wet wipes. drank his Gatorade. i had to write by 10 a.m.

Kristina Taylor

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