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| I was dying by now, my cock was swollen, bruised bigness in my pants, the tip leaking hot pre-cum...and I groaned as she lightly touched my crotch, teasing with her fingers at the closed zipper.
I parked, got out and tugged on my jacket, hoping it would hide the tremendous bulge in my pants. Once inside the mall, I trailed along behind her; she had a fantastic ass, high and firm, and knew how to move it too -- there was a primal sexual instinct in her swaying walk, those rounded hips urging me on, making my mouth go dry with lust.
I wondered if this was some kinda game she was playing with me? Did she do this with other men living in the apartment complex? But no, when she pulled in at a mall not too far from town, I realized she wasn't paying any attention to me. The way I was feeling then, the heat and pent-up need, my body aroused to fever-pitch, it felt wicked. It seemed almost dangerous to be this hot and wild for sex; I wanted to prolong the sensation, and got up, walking around feeling the power of my sex between my legs; it hurt, but it was a good hurt, you know?
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