The Equestrian, still grabbing my wrist, pulled my hand from hiscrotch to my face saying, "Sniff the essence of your life. Now gostand in that corner ...melling your hand until a Roman gives youpermission to leave."I walked to the corner with my hand to my face. The smell was deepof testosterone. It wasn't perfumed nor was it dirty. It was thesmell of man. A smell I hadn't had in weeks. It penetrated mynostrils and filled my air passages. I could feel the osmosis of hisaroma become a part of my. This time she was on me, hanging her boobs to my face. I was till in here, limp, and slowly getting back to my hardon again. As I did, I climbed on her again and started to pump. This time my hardon lasted longer, I knew she was doing it only for me, and she already had her orgasm once. I got back to her lips as I pumped her, and once I was done this time again I got back to her boobs.We rested for a while, and got dressed smiling at each other as we did. I hugged her from behind as she was. More

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