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I could feel each fiber of the carpeting scratch my knees as I waited for the bottle to slow. “No wait” she said, still trying to recapture her breath as I climbed on top of her and moved my cock between her legs. I imagined I had about three minutes left, so I stripped off my trunks. Still, I had done most of my growing at that point, both height related and where it mattered, too. It was a struggle but I quickly pushed my way inside her. But I was remembering my only possible chance, as a picture came back into my mind. I dropped my fingers back down to her clit again and, with a few rubs, sent her into another strong orgasm.
