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I flip you onto your front, your body pressed flat against the bed, helpless under me as I climb on top, straddling your hips. My cock, hard and heavy, rests against your ass, teasing you with its weight. I drizzle warm oil across your cheeks, watching it glisten as it drips down your crack, making everything slick and smooth. I grip myself, sliding my THROBBING LENGTH up and down between your ass cheeks, slow at first, letting you feel every inch of me rubbing against you. The oil makes it glide effortlessly, my swollen head catching just enough to drive you wild, but I don’t push in—not yet. I fuck your cheeks instead, thrusting hard, my shaft squeezing through that tight, oiled-up crack, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. Your squirming starts, soft whimpers escaping as I grind against you, my balls brushing your flesh with every stroke. I lean down, my breath hot against your ear, growling, “You want it inside, don’t you? Beg for it. Tell me how bad you need this cock.” I keep going, relentless, sliding faster, the oil dripping down your thighs now, my thickness taunting you—close, so fucking close, but never giving in until I hear you break, pleading for me to finally bury it deep.