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"Oh God, Chris...I'm sorry..." said Nick as he gripped those tempting hips and slammed him down on his member. "Fuck you are too tight," he groaned as he began to lift Chris's hips and bringing him back down in a fiery tempo as his hips began to buck upward to match the thrusts. Sweat was beginning to appear on his temples as his breathing became heavier and his eyes were closed.
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So life gave you lemons. Dilemma is...make lemonade, pie, or squirt life in the eye? I say do all three if you have enough of them.
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