Erotic Shorts - Strapping On

September 3, 2008 on 12:50 pm | In erotica |

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“Fuck me,” he said.

I smiled and readied myself to mount him yet again but his voice, soft, barely audible, stopped me.

“No not like that. Fuck me like you fuck Julie.”

After a moment of genuine confusion I started to comprehend his meaning.

We’d talked about it sure, but it was just talk.

“You sure?”

“Yes”

I opened the goodie drawer and reached for the dildo first, then the harness, then the lube.

I readied myself and looked over to see he’d already lain on his belly, ass cheeks spread wide for me….

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