His breathing pattern changed and the whimpering changed to a deep guttural moan I knew he was close and I wouldn’t have it …“ Don’t you dare ...um “ I growled and pushed the limits of what his poor little bottom could take as I drove my cock in deeper, he screamed and tried to move forward but my grip was too tight and I had the advantage .“please it hurts”That was it , all I needed .He didn’t use the safe word and I wasn’t about to stop until he did .Not to mention he didn’t give the proper. Michael reached out and gently put his hand on top of my right hand which was resting on the seat beside me. Then I did something that I've wondered about every day since. I picked up my hand and put it on his thigh. I leaned back and felt a wave of relaxation sweep though the back of my neck. I closed my eyes and listened to the sitar and smelled the stale pine air-freshener and sunk deeper into the seat. My hand moved slowly up the thigh as I had no recollection to whom it belonged. I wanted. More

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