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Moving slowly, his long, lean body filled the space between my spread thighs—not close enough to touch, but close enough for me to feel the heat of him on my skin as he sat back on his heels. I moaned, squeezing the slick, swollen head of my cock as I watched him—watched him stare down at my hand working my cock, which was flushed and shiny with lube and pre-cum.
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