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I lay back on the cool grass, and he shuffled closer, nudging my thighs apart with his knees. I lifted my feet from the ground and settled them onto his back, giving him more room to press himself against me. Within seconds, his manhood lay alongside mine; both were thick with excitement.
He reached down and curled his fingers around us both, squeezing firmly, which forced a long groan from deep inside my throat. And when he moved his arm back and forth, stroking us both in the same moment, my mouth fell open.
“Together, Uhmizac?”
“Yes.” The whisper was all I could summon, for my body thrilled to the combined touch of his hand and his manhood. I wanted to pull him down for a kiss, but I feared that I would obstruct the wonderful sensation he was giving me. I smiled up at him, and he smiled back, his eyes twinkling.
“You, Uhmizac.” He took my hand and pressed it against his hard shaft, then persuaded my fingers around us both. “Move, yes?” It was strangely awkward, stroking two shafts. In the same moment, I was giving myself relief while pleasuring somebody else. My fingers couldn’t encompass both of us, and I felt oddly inadequate to the task.
But Etu’s smile told me I was doing everything right, and his groan let me know he was close to coming off. Very soon, a delicious and familiar heat flooded my lower body, and I groaned softly.
“Yes, Uhmizac. Yes.” His breathing quickened, as did mine, and a heartbeat later, warmth spilled over my knuckles and onto my belly. I opened my eyes to see thick cream oozing from the slit in his crown. The sight sent me over the edge, and my muscles tightened abruptly, forcing a river of white from my own swollen shaft. Etu seized my hand and encouraged me to continue squeezing and stroking, laughing when I squirmed and whimpered.







