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The bed creaks softly beneath us as you pull me back, my cock nestled between your legs. Your hands, warm and firm, wrap around my shaft, your thumb brushing against the sensitive head. I lean into you, my breath ragged as you whisper filthy nothings, your voice sending shivers down my spine. You milk me slowly, torturously, your grip tightening as you feel my cock pulse with need. The room is filled with our heavy breaths and the soft, wet sounds of your hand working my cock.