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6/3/13 22:23Zach likes when I sing old standards...
"Need you so fucking bad..." he says, his fingers stroking against my hip possessively.
"Take everything you need..." I say and look into his eyes...so that he sees that I am present...that I am his for the taking...
He drives harder, deeper, wildly slamming into me. He let's his fingers come around my cock and strokes me. "Come with me, Chris..."
His hand tightens around me...and I squeeze my muscles around him. He growls...but his hips stutter...and I know he's close. He swipes him thumb over the head of my cock. "Zach!"
"Need you so fucking bad..." he says, his fingers stroking against my hip possessively.
"Take everything you need..." I say and look into his eyes...so that he sees that I am present...that I am his for the taking...
He drives harder, deeper, wildly slamming into me. He let's his fingers come around my cock and strokes me. "Come with me, Chris..."
His hand tightens around me...and I squeeze my muscles around him. He growls...but his hips stutter...and I know he's close. He swipes him thumb over the head of my cock. "Zach!"