« Do we need to get you off? », I asked him. Seeing him sitting there in his small shorts, long socks and a thin t-shirt reminded me of the last time we had a private training session. The smell of sweat coming off his body and slightly damp t-shirt was enough to keep me distracted. Placing myself in his shoes, I suppose I’d get distracted too—what with constant close contact with our mature coaches and highly active athletes.
The next moments are hazy; all I can remember was that I fully gave up my hole to Jack. It was his. He owned it and he could do absolutely anything he wanted to it. He pushed his huge cock ins with the force of a world-class athlete. The feeling of him exerting himself in me will be forever imprinted in my mind as I lay in bed every night going forward.
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