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I texted my roommate, and she left to go to her boyfriend’s place. When I got back with Nick, the place was empty, and the lights were dim. I pinned him against the door frame by the hall and licked up and around the shell of his ear. He moaned and reached for my ass under my dress. He purred in my ear when he felt the straps of my strap-on harness over my panties. We kissed and slowly made our way into my bedroom. Nick and I had strap on phone sex before we met for drinks, but it was so hot knowing I had him to fuck senseless. I unwrapped him layer by layer and started to paw at his hairy chest, and I straddled him, grinding my wet panties into his obviously hard dick through black pants. I wanted him to beg me for it. I wanted him undone.

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