When I come in, I set my stuff down and you appear to be cleaning up a little. I'm trying to figure out what you are doing as I take my jacket off. You start by telling me that you've been thinking about something for a while now, and I notice that you are clearing the dining table except for a large crystal vase filled with bright flowers. I'm pretty sure I know where this is going since we talked about it briefly when you were whispering in my ear one day, willing me to cum. You beckon me over to the table and stand close behind me while you begin to tell me what you have been thinking. Your big fucking cock, always making its presence known, is pressed up hard against my ass and I am already feeling a change in my own breathing.
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