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A day at the Stone Wall Mall | hematoma | 7

 

"That was fun!" You exclaim, bouncing on your heels so your pert tits jiggle slightly. "But since it's so hard still why don't we try a replay..."

"Uhhhh," Larry seems perplexed.

You take his hand and wrap his fingers around his hard cock. Then you stand next to him with one arm around his shoulders as he sits on the toilet.

"Now jerk it off for me, Larry." You lean in so your tits are in his face. "Suck on those if you want."

Larry reluctantly begins to stroke his hand up and down on his cock. You rub your nipples back and forth across his face until you feel him pull one into his mouth and begin to suck.

"That's right," you coo. "Good boy, Larry. Suck on my titties. Suck those nipples!"

Larry begins to jack off in earnest, his thumb rubbing over the wet head of his cock, his fist pumping up and down.

You reach down to your trimmed cunt and feel that it's sopping wet. You plunge two fingers deep into your steaming snatch and rub your palm against your clit. As you finger bang yourself, Larry sucks your nipples and you feed him encouragement.

"That's right," you moan, fucking two fingers in and out of your cunt. "That's good, Larry. Jack that big ice cream boy dick off for me. I want you to jerk that cock until it erupts!"

You grind your hips against your plunging fingers, pleasure buzzing from your hard little clit. Larry begins to moan gaainst your tits and you can sense his body tensing and his jerking increasing.

"That's it... good boy," you encourage him, pulling away so you can see him jerk his dick. You continue to fuck your cunt with your fingers.

"Imagine that big dick of yours is sliding in and out of my pussy instead of my fingers, Larry. Imagine I'm squeezing it and pumping it. Milking the cum out of your cock."

"Aauuuggh," Larry cries, his fist pounding his dick. "Gonna...cumm..."

"Oh, yes, Larry!" You moan, your own climax building, the head of his dick visibly swelling.

"Where...do you...want it...?" He moans, staggering to his feet and still jerking off.

You resist laughing at him, easily done because of the orgasmic tidalwave threatening to burst from your clit, and you consider his climactic question.

 

Where do you want Larry to cum?

 
 
 

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