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I couldn’t help myself as I brought my right fingers to her body.

One finger at a time, touching, rubbing and playing.

Coating my fingers with her wetness.

I brought my fingers to my mouth and flicked my tongue against each finger, one at a time.

Sage’s eyes lit up with lust.

Her back wiggled and arched.

“Henry, please,” she said.

“Are you begging me now, honey? Begging for this cock?”

“I am begging for this cock,” she purred.

She reached and touched me.

Her nails clawing at my thick, rock-hard shaft.

I grunted.

My cock was sensitive.

Extremely sensitive.

One extra good touch and I was going to lose it.

She read it all over my face too, knowing the power her hand, her mouth, her eyes, her pussy had over me right now.

She reached for me again and I grabbed her wrist.

“Not a fucking chance, honey,” I said. “No more sucking or touching. Time for you to feel this cock deep inside your body.”

I kept hold of her wrist.

I inched forward.

The swell of her heat attacked me immediately.

I took a breath, telling myself there was no way I could thrust and explode.

Maybe with other women I wouldn’t have cared.

But this was Sage.

Sage deserved to be fucked properly.

And it was my job to make sure that happened.

I felt my cock pulsing. Endlessly.

My cock rested on the bed, wet, throbbing, still pretty damn hard too.

Sage quickly sat up on the edge of the bed and grabbed the bed.

The small of her back arched a little.

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