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I’m holding his face with both hands, he’s holding me at the waist, we’re pressing our bodies against each other. “Yes, I know,” I answer, but ask him to bend over anyhow, reaching with the shower head between his legs, spraying the water up and down. I’m getting up, get hold of the condom, leaning over his face (he’s still lying on his back), I want him to see how I slip the condom onto my dick, posit it on the tip, the slowly roll the rubber ring down the shaft, six inches, and he’s taking it in as if he’s never seen it before.
I feel his boner through his pants, undo his zipper, get hold of his uppity dick. "I'd like to join you," the cab driver says, apparently meaning it, the poor guy. "Next time," my black trick replies as he gets out, pushing his dick back into its briefs in an awkward gesture, raising the zipper perfunctorily, the cab driver noticing. "Lie down," he says, and points with his dick to the bedroom, "I need to pee." He gets hold of his dick, slips a condom, brings it back into a lateral position. "Relax," he says, holding still, his dick still in position. He's going in reverse, slowly withdrawing his dick by some inches.