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My other leg was draped so that my calf rested in his lap, his cock propped up between his abs and my shin. The coolness of the balls from the Jacob's Ladder sent a little shiver from my leg all the way up my spine.
A familiar clicking sound had me jerking my head up.
After four hours of the noise and being hit at least a dozen times by random ladies' purses while they adjusted the weight of their purchases as they shuffled by, I would have gladly traded this job for a fish market.
There was a jerk on my hair again.
I was breathing normally again by the time I'd depleted him.