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” I said trying to dirty talk him back into the mood. He didn't say anything so I figured maybe the encounter was over and I should get going, I didn't want to push my luck for future times, I was happy to get anything I could. “well, should I head out?” I asked. He paused and seemed to be contemplating. Then he got up and took his pants off his other leg and walked over to his stereo. He put on a cd with some rap music. The whole time I was staring at his dick and ass. His whole body was great. His pale freckly legs and ass turned me on so much. Then he turned up the music a little and said “lets see you shake that ass.” I was not expecting this and didn't really know what to do. “what do you mean?” You want to be a girl, then lets see if you can dance like one. I was really nervous and embarrassed and didn't know what to do. “You want me to fuck you?” He said. I nodded, not sure what was going on. “Then make me want to.” He finished.I figured what the fuck. And turned my back to him. He repeated it several times before pushing me up and instructing me to 'let me see you playing with 'em while you fuck me' As I started to ride him again I massaged my breasts and occasionally bent down to lick them. He watched me smiling from time to time and said 'next time I'm gonna film you' I just replied 'we'll see'. After watching me getting carried away as I played with my tits for a while he reached between my legs and flicked and rubbed my clit with his fast moving fingers. When I started to cum gripping hard around him, sucking at him and going down hard he called out 'fucking hell fuck fuck fuck' until I had almost finished but before I could get my breath he pushed me off and over so I was face down and he could mount me and trap me between his leg. He put his hand on the back of my neck held me down firmly, pushed my legs open and entered me roughly. His hand stayed firmly on the back of my neck as he pushed in deep and once more trapped me between his legs. He held me.
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