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You open your eyes, I'm lying naked next to you and already pouring warm oil over your rock-hard cock. The oil runs thick and shiny over the shaft, dripping onto your balls. My hand immediately closes around it, slippery, tight, and begins to jerk you off agonizingly slowly. Each stroke is gliding, oily, endlessly long. The skin stretches smoothly over your plump glans, when I glide up, then down again to the stop. Oil smacks softly between my fingers, your cock shines like polished. I twist my hand slightly, rub my thumb in circles over your wet tip, spread the oil, make everything even smoother. You pant softly, your pelvis twitches up, but I stay slow, relishing, milking you centimeter by centimeter. The pressure rises, your cock throbbing brutally in my oily grip until you explode: thick, hot bursts shoot up, slap on your stomach, run over my fingers mixed with the oil. I keep jerking off, very gently, until the last one