I knew it was morning and I had to get my ass to the gym but I didn’t want to open my eyes. Not yet. All I needed was five more minutes of feeling…not awful. My shoulder didn’t ache, my hip wasn’t shooting daggers down my leg, my joints weren’t made of rust. For once, nothing hurt enough to get me moving. I just wanted to exist in this bliss a couple minutes longer. Then, I’d take care of the hard— Fuck. It was then that I realized the pressure on my cock was real. It wasn’t the remnants of a dream. It was happening right now and it was from Emme’s ass in my lap—and the only things separating
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