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Click here"Turn the water off," Sara shuddered as I started following her to the floor. I complied, and when I turned to go back to her, she was laying on her back with her legs spread.
I crawled between her legs, dipping my cock into her juices before angling up, and across her clit. Sara's hands grabbed my ass and pulled me towards her, raising her hips, desperately trying to get me to penetrate her. I fought back the best I could, and continued humping against her pussy lips and clit. Oddly, the stimulation was enough for me, and after a few more minutes I warned her.
"I'm gonna cum."
"You can cum in me." Sara's answer caught me completely by surprise. She'd just said last night she didn't even let her husband cream pie her.
I'll admit, I considered it. I didn't have time to though, as I started spurting my load all over her lower stomach.
As my orgasm faded, I looked down at Sara, wondering if she really wanted to fuck me, or if she just missed physical contact.
"This is definitely not behaving." I said as I stood slowly. Then reached a hand out to pull her up with me.
"I'd say you behaved pretty well." Sara answered as she turned the water back on. She grabbed some more soap and started rinsing my spent baby batter off of her stomach. "Still no firsts for me though."
She didn't sound sad or upset when she said it. Just matter-of-factly. I wondered if that would change. If I would cross a first off of her list.
After she finished cleaning my goo from her stomach, she grabbed some of Charlie's soap and started scrubbing me down. She paid extra special attention to my dick, and before long, somehow, he started to come back to life. I turned the shower off before things could get too far out of control. I really wasn't sure how much more I could take. Five orgasms in less than 48 hours was a lot for me.
After we dried, I collected all the things I needed to bring back home. We jumped in Sara's Tesla and headed for my house.
"While Courtney was telling you I was the best she ever had, did she mention who was the biggest?" I asked.
"Hmm, you sure you want that answer? You could always ask her yourself."
"I could", I replied, "but she may not be truthful with me. She may want to spare my feelings or something.
"Well, if you must know, no, you aren't the biggest she's ever had. You aren't the smallest either. And, if it makes you feel any better, you're bigger than Charlie."
"Okay, but how do I know you aren't just saying that to make me feel better?" I asked back.
"Which part? The part about you not being the biggest or smallest, or the part about you being bigger than Charlie?"
"Both? Yeah, both." I responded, stifling a chuckle.
"Well, I can only go on what Courtney has told me about how you stack up with the guys she's been with. As for Charlie, if you want, I can text him and have him send a picture you could compare to. Or you could just take my word." Sara laughed as she pulled into my driveway.
"Thanks for the ride, next time I'll bring some singles so we can really make sure I cross the professional lap dance of my list."
"Get out!" Sara shouted as she slapped me playfully. "I'll see you later, don't be a stranger."
"You can always come and hang out with Lacey and me. You're good company."