Chapter 43
Anticipation.
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It took some maneuvering, with both of us in casts, and it took some warm up, with the size of Finn’s cock and the tightness of my ass. I rode him, bouncing up and down his massive shaft up inside me, breathing hard, grunting. His good hand wildly went for my dick. It kept slipping, due to sweat and spit he’d left behind while sucking me again. That worked, because the frantic nature of his grabbing, something about seeing his bent arm with the cast bounce every time I thrust up then plunged to take him deeper, the feel of his dick stretching my insides, all of that had me close to climax.