With his rumbled words in my ears and his dick pressing against my clit, I’m shaking on his lap. Shaking like a leaf in the wind. Or maybe like the ground during an earthquake. And then, it’s Zach’s turn. He comes with a groan, his forehead pressing against mine, his breaths covering me in a sweaty, misty film. He’s juddering against me and I notice the drops of his cum spilled on his stomach, his jeans, in my panties. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Still panting and sweaty, he lowers me on the bed, half-dressed and indecent. From this angle, the sun glares down at me but Zach blocks
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