my arm passing
under his
caressing his chest
his almost hairless chest
nineteen years old
his warm back to me
my lips press
his shoulder blade
a condom
a little lube
a tight fit
pressing sliding
slowly sliding
slowly thrusting
hips thrusting
faster now
faster
Fuck Me
he cries
Fuck Me
Fuck Me Hard
Yes Yes
I cry
Yes
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