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Knowing nobody could hear me, I didn’t hold back the shaky sigh that breached my lips as my eyes stared at the oil trickling down my skin. This time, I didn’t hesitate to spread it all over my shaft.

“Oh, fuck,” I mumbled, my eyes fluttering closed when my slow stroking triggered the first mild ripples.

It felt so frigging good, and it could feel even better. I grabbed another bead and squeezed it straight on my nuts, my other hand under them and ready to keep the oil from falling off.

It ran down like the night before, as I kept stroking my cock in no hurry, pausing to rub the back of the head with my oily fingertips. I let out a muffled groan, the rubbing triggering stronger ripples that reached my navel.

Lost to them, looking for ways to keep feeding them, my fingertips reached past my nuts.

“Oh, fuck!” I groaned, feeling the burning line that ran inside my cock and the jolts that branched up past my navel, almost to my chest, and all the way through to the small of my back. That p