We moved together in measured strokes. Synchronized. Our bodies reacted to each other in perfect time. Almost leisurely. I never wanted it to end. I needed to cum so bad. Again, I tried to increase my pace, adding a little aggressive pump -- punctuating the end of each stroke.
"You getting close?" Tara asked, investigating my face.
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