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... afraid to make a mess with it came to pleasure. It makes it all the more hot. I feel a pressure building from within my cock. I'm about to blow and we both know it. Your eyes widen mischievously and I can tell you're eager to taste my cum. You spit on my cock again. Your hand is practically gliding up and down my cock. I am seconds away from shooting my load all over you -- but then, you abruptly stop. Your hand lifts from my penis, which is now pulsing so hard, I can barely keep it still. I look at you, confused. You return my gaze with a naughty smile as you sit back and unbuckle your tight skinny jeans. You pull your jeans down, and I see that you aren't wearing any panties. Even from here, I can tell that your pussy is unbelievably wet. You spread your legs open towards me. "My turn, baby," you say, and your voice is seductive and velvety. "My turn."