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A blond-haired woman with a full face of makeup walks by. It saddens me when I see women wearing all that covering in the gym as if their need to hide their faces is greater than their desire to get a proper workout in.

But it’s not my place to judge.

She folds her arms, pouting up at me. I wonder if it’s supposed to seem sexy.

This has happened a few times, women approaching me, but all I do is superimpose Harper over them.

“Yeah?” I say.

“You didn’t wipe down the machine.”

Normally, I do this without fail, but thoughts of Harper were consuming me too fiercely.

“My bad. I’ll do it now.”

“Don’t worry.” The woman steps forward, tilting her head. “I don’t mind…”

I can see where this is headed. This woman is traditionally attractive. Other men would want her, with her gym-honed body, but she stirs nothing in me, not even the tiniest flicker.

I think about Harper’s fullness, her thighs, and the moan she let go when I squeezed down.

“It’s fine,” I say firmly.

The woman scowls as I grab the spray and paper towels. I feel her eyes on me the entire way out of the gym.

Nobody else can compare.

I shouldn’t do this. I repeat it to myself as I take the stairs up to my room. I’m too amped-up to ride the elevator.

Pushing my door open, I tell myself to stop, that touching myself while thinking of Harper is as much a betrayal as touchingherin the car.

I fight the urge until I’m in the shower, the hot water sluicing down my bulging body, every muscle taut as though getting ready to protect my woman.

My cock is hard.

I look down for the body wash, seeing my massive dick, huge and swollen. I imagine my woman on her back, those thick thighs spread, with my helm parting her horny lips. She’ll moan gently at first like she did in the car when I squeezed down, but the deeper I get, the more lust-filled her moans will become as her young sex takes more and more of me, as I watch my cock disappear into her.

With a groan, I grab my cock and close my eyes, sinking willfully, sinfully into the fantasy. She’s lying on a bed, wearing a shirt like earlier, only this time, she’s not wearing tights, and the skirt is hiked up around her hips. She spreads her legs and stares at me with that cute flickering in her expression.

“Don’t worry,”I imagine snarling as my hand pumps up and down my dick, every inch burning with the heat of the shower water and my need.“I’ll try to be gentle.”

The emphasis is ontryas the hungry fantasy flashes, and suddenly she’s naked. I hate having to imagine what her big breasts look like braless, wishing I could bring them to mind with clarity.

I know what her beautiful face looks like. That’s what drives me, as the pumping in my hand becomes the wetness of her pussy. I can feel her lips wrapping tightly around me. I imagine Harper’s mouth open, moans escaping her, and her luxurious brown hair spread around her on the bed.

She shifts her childbearing hips, driving me closer to the end, knowing that when I explode in her, there’s every chance I’m going to get her pregnant.

“Fuck me harder,”I hear her moaning.

Really hear it as my helm starts to buzz, the most intense feeling, everything else disappearing as her excitable young pussy is squeezing around my dick.

I imagine her voice shuddering with nerves as she keeps going.

“Harder. Faster. Yes, yes…”

I groan as the seed rushes up my shaft, but it doesn’t explode right away. It presses against my helm with more and more pressure, getting ready to erupt, and then the fantasy flits again.

She’s on her knees, pushing her tits together, staring up.

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