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Finally, Dirk spoke up. "You can stay at my place. Go grab what you need for now. I'll move you out this week.
But that only brought more tears. Yes, I had a confirmed good-ole case of the winter cold that just would not go away. I'd started sniffling and coughing almost two weeks ago after my thirtieth birthday celebration (which had consisted of just the two of us, a bottle of chocolate sauce, a container of whipped topping, my little toy box, and the kitchen island).
But there was more to my current demeanor. More that Chris didn't know about.
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He moaned deeper and rubbed his fingertips against my scalp. It was like a mutual massage for a couple of minutes while I continued to suck gently on the head of his cock. Switching tactics, I circled my right thumb and first two fingers around him then stroked just under the head while I paid homage to his balls. Licking, sucking, and kneading gently. Drawing strangled groans from him.
"They had gone to Dirk's place to get the potatoes he'd left in his fridge. He wanted to run another errand, and then they lost track of time. When they'd returned, the ham had dried out and burnt. Probably not enough water andor they'd glazed it too early.