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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….
