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bra and her breasts rolled free of their confinement. He palmed them, seemingly delighted. She reached down and gripped his rod in her hand. Her eyes widened as she skirted the length of him, and she bit down on her lip as she realized she could barely grip him with one hand. He is packing heat! Houston, we have lift off!
    “Not yet,” he murmured as he kissed up and down her neck, coaxing goose bumps up on her skin.
    Lily squirmed with irritation as he continued to tease her. “Look at me!” she hissed. “I want sex. Now.”
    “Then let’s have sex. Take your pants off.” Harlow stepped back and bent to strip off his clothes. His cock sprang forth, snagging on the edge of his boxers as he jerked them down. Lily couldn’t close her mouth as she stared.
    “Oh my.” She finally breathed, her hands shaking as she jerked off her jeans.
    He gripped her hips and pulled her to the bed. “Don’t take them all the way off.”
    Lily found herself bent over the bed, and she could barely breathe with anticipation as she heard him opening a condom. Her hand slipped down her belly, and she toyed with her clit, nearly coming apart just with that alone.
    “Are you ready?” he groaned out, and she glanced back.
    “I’m ready.”
    “I’m going to make you come,” he promised, and Lily hissed as he pressed his hard, thick length between her slickened folds and deep inside her.
    She could barely focus as he rocked into her body and withdrew. Her fingers spun circles around her throbbing clit, and she felt her orgasm just on the edge of the horizon when he moaned out, “Come for daddy! I want to feel your womb quiver!”
    It was as if a bucket of ice water splashed over her head at that moment. Any haze of alcohol, pleasure, excitement she felt was lost at his words. Laughter effervesced up her throat and she giggled. “What?” she choked out.
    “Are you laughing at me?” he asked, disbelief clouding his voice.
    “Get off me!” Lily spluttered, her laughs growing louder. “I made a mistake. I’m sorry, my womb won’t be quivering for you tonight. Thanks for the drink, but I can’t do this.”
    “You’re not even going to let me finish?” Harlow asked sadly, stepping back.
    “I would have. Hell, I would have probably let you have your way with me all night, until you said that shit. I’m not coming for daddy. Oh my God, where was my mind? I can’t even believe I came here for sex. I’m not in college anymore.” Lily stood from her awkward position and jerked up her pants.
    “I’m sorry, we could start again!” Harlow insisted, and as she stared at the paunchy, middle aged man with the quickly softening penis, she giggled again.
    “No, no, we can’t,” she retorted, pulling her sweater on over her head and stuffing her bra in her purse. “Um, thanks for the…entertainment, Sexmonster23.”
    She gathered her things and stumbled out of his room before she said anything more.
    Riding the elevator down to the lobby, she called the same number as before for a taxi and sat down in a chair by the door to wait. She decided to keep her friends abreast of the situation.
     
    It was fine…until he used sex talk. Getting a cab now.
     
    Her phone buzzed incessantly, and she grimaced as she realized Abby was calling. “What?” she answered grumpily, her excitement long gone and replaced with an empty feeling. One Harlow could’ve filled with his massive schlong, if only he’d kept his mouth shut.
    “What do you mean until he used sex talk?” Abby chortled, unable to contain her glee.
    “Shut up, first of all,” Lily snapped. “He had rocking pictures online and a monster peen. The peen was legit, but then he started saying come for daddy, and I had to quit that mess. I couldn’t stop laughing!”
    Abby groaned. “That’s horrible.”
    “Tell me about it. I’m the one sitting here feeling all unfulfilled and stuff.”
    “Why in the hell did you do a hookup anyway? Are you nuts?” Abby