“Fuck, baby,” Mateo growled, his pace quickening. “I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“Good,” I moaned back. “I want every last drop of that load.”
“Anything you say, baby.”
I howled in delight as Mateo went even harder. His cock slammed deep inside me, my prostate taking the beating of its life. Pre-cum practically oozed out of me as I finally reached down and allowed myself to touch my aching cock. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed through my body, my muscles tensing around Mateo’s fat dick. A familiar tingle ran down my spine and gathered in my balls. I’d only stroked myself a handful of times and already I was dangerously close to the edge.
“Oh fuck… I’m gonna cum!” Mateo groaned, fucking me harder.
“Fuck yes!”
I got another three strokes before he slammed his cock to the hilt with a cry, his balls tight against my ass. His dick throbbed and my belly filled with a sudden heat as he pumped his load into me. And that was just enough to push me over the edge as well. I rocked against him, fucking myself on his cock as I covered my entire torso with my seed.
We stayed there for a long moment, the endorphins making the entire world hazy and bright as we rode our orgasms through. Eventually Mateo leaned down and kissed me, his chest still heaving from the exertion.
“Damn that was good,” he growled into my mouth.
“Fuck yes it was…”
“So, are we gonna do this every night now?”
“I hope so.”
“Mmm…”
He went back to kissing me, letting his lips tell me all the terrible things he wanted to do to me without saying a word. Eventually we had to break apart and Mateo leaned back, his cock slipping out of me. I felt the familiar warmth of his cum leaking out of me. It was one of my favorite sensations in the entire world.
“Do you want a bottle of water or something?” he asked, pushing himself up from the bed and stretching.
I sat up on my elbows. “Yeah. But I can get it–” I stopped myself, remembering that Mateo was perfectly capable, and helikedbeing that way. “Yeah,” I repeated. “I’d love one.”
He smiled, knowingexactlywhat I’d done. “Thank you, baby.”
“Thankyou,” I huffed, collapsing back onto the bed. “That was a damn decent weinering.”
Mateo snorted with laughter. “You really know how to make a guy feel good, you know?”
“I do what I can.”
He leaned down, kissing me softly. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you too.”
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