A flood of clear, oily lube coated my dick.Dylan nudged my hip with a toe."That stuff isn't cheap. You're buying the next bottle."I smiled at his tone... exasperated, business-like, but throaty with need all at once. It was the kind of banter I never had with my wife during sex. I didn't realize it was possible. But it wasn't just his tone that had caught my attention. As he lowered himself down onto me his last words rattled around in my head: "the next bottle." Next time."Push some of that into. It wasn’t that quick as in the movies though. I got groggier and sleepier, my muscles started to tingle and relax. The headlock disappeared and now he was holding me around my waist. Pulling me onto the couch in my dressing room. He lifted my body into the pink pillows and rearranged the cloth on my face. He got a bottle with a little dropper out and carefully drizzled a little bit more onto the cloth, and then a moment later another few drops. Quite rhythmically he kept on dropping and. More

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