His hands moved to my hips, holding me steady as I unfastened the belt, then the button of his trousers. The zipper whined as I pulled it down, releasing the pressure.
A wave of heat emanated from him. His cock, thick and heavy, sprang free, pressing against the sheer lace of my nighty. It was magnificent, dark and veined, already glistening with a bead of pre-cum.
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