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. He was stuck in traffic. The lovely orgasm on the plane, and the constant cock-teasing on the way from the airport, had me primed so much for , so much for a good, hard fuck, that my -fogged brain was struggling all the way from the parking lot to our room to form a reconciliation between my raging need which threatened to burn me up from the inside-out, and the necessity of waiting until Brian could return to me at the motel later. He said nothing as I squeezed him again, then scratched. free retro erotica. He was stuck in traffic. The lovely orgasm on the plane, and the constant cock-teasing on the way from the airport, had me primed so much for , so much for a good, hard fuck, that my -fogged brain was struggling all the way from the parking lot to our room to form a reconciliation between my raging need which threatened to burn me up from the inside-out, and the necessity of waiting until Brian could return to me at the motel later. He said nothing as I squeezed him again, then scratched. He was stuck in traffic.