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Mark was close. "F-fuck Han. You're--ah! Make me cum. You love my cum, don't you?" Mark was trying to hold back. He wanted to blow a big load on Han. Mark moved his hand further down Han's back, slipping it underneath his belt and cupping his ass. He stroked it. It was so smooth, so round, so...perfect. Just the thought of pounding it made him that much closer to his climax. They were almost home, which meant it was almost time for Mark to pay Han back.
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