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Not only that, but her chances of me blowing my load too soon—which, judging by the way my dick was spasming watching her finger herself—was very likely to happen. She might be on the pill, but that wasn’t foolproof. “You gotta give me five minutes,” I begged. She sat up, removing her top and unclasping her bra, tossing it hastily to the floor. My eyes fluttered shut at the sight. I jumped her, pushing up between her legs, grabbing her wrists and pinning them to the mattress on either side of her head. The box spring creaked under the weight of us. Nose to nose, I mumbled against her lips, ...more
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