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“Are you sure it’s not too early to incorporate that headband into your training?”“I only get stronger by pushing my limits. Besides, I’d say I have a good grasp of this technique. I proved it last night, didn’t I?”

“Now fuck me,” I whispered in her ear. “Fuck me with that tight ass and make me cum.” Carol started sliding her asshole along my cock, slowly at first then more rapidly as her sphincter relaxed and he felt better. She whimpered but said nothing. I couldn’t last long against Carol’s tight ass. I pushed deep inside. “I’m gonna cum…yeah!” My balls contracted and pulsed a stream of semen into Carol’s bum.“Give it to me Jim. Give me your cum. All of it.”

He’d already showered so his short messy hair had been combed back and was still damp. He was wearing his slacks and belt, but no button up shirt on yet. He liked to wait until his hair was a bit drier before he put it on. As he pulled cups and the coffee tin from the cupboards above, she couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles shifted on his back, the sparse long hairs that sprouted from his back and shoulders. He only got to the gyms on the weekends, but he walked around job sights a lot for his work, so he had a nice balance between muscle and leanness. Before last night she wouldn’t have given it a second thought, but now she sat there with her mouth open, staring like a dead fish.