Fucking After The Cumshot 1 – Samantha Flair

He barely pondered my offer for a moment. “Yeah, he just offered. He didn’t even glance in my direction, his focus entirely on his own pleasure. My fingers barely went all the way around his meat pole. “I was jerking off, and he asked if I wanted help. My breath hitched as I watched him, my hand unconsciously moving to my own crotch. Kris’s thrusts started gently, but as soon as he felt the wet warmth within me, they became relentless, his cock stretching me out and smacking all my organs around. He leaned against the sink, his muscular frame on full display, and smirked at me in the mirror. “Looks like I am.”

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But then, a random guy from the party stepped toward me, some handsome upperclassman with big arms, and he stretched out his hands to grip my shoulders, easing me into what was about to come. I gotta go lift.”

That night, Zack was in my room, sitting on the edge of my bed in just his basketball shorts. Zack pulled his shorts down, revealing his thick, heavy cock.