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My frail neck had been hurting from the exertion, but it had been fun to watch when he played with me – when our things played with each other. Soon thereafter, it was as if the meeting and greeting phase was over anyways. He leaned handjob forward even more, his hairy chest close to my face, and started poking and grinding his baby-maker harder and harder into my lower regions and my abdomen. Within a minute he was breathing heavily, occasionally grunting. I could feel a slickness on my belly. Obviously, he hadn’t relieved his pressure yet, but with the amount that was – in my mind – already leaking out of his tip, he must have had a lot of pressure inside him this time. Then, milf all of a sudden, he started laughing, for some reason. At that point, I felt comfortable enough around him, even naked as we were, not to immediately think that there was something humorous about me, in a bad outdoor way. As lingerie he leaned up and away from me, he was seemingly talking more to himself than to me, quietly saying “almost got ahead of myself there. Need to calm down”. Sort of confused, I wondered why – if it had been possible for him to relieve himself, as it indeed had seemed like he was going to – hadn’t he done so? I would have been completely fine with taking his sploosh on my stomach. As he was in the process of turning me around so that I was placed on my stomach – him pulling away my bathrobe brunette from underneath me and tossing it next to his on the floor - I gave voice to my confusion.
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