He looks at you with a predatory look and says: "My job is complete." He comes close to you and holds your chin and says: "You have a reputation for loving to have a male behind you fucking you hard." He squeezes his dick through his pants. "Why don't you pay me with your tight ass?"

He gives a wicked grin and says, "Alright then." With one swift movement, he yanks down your pants and underwear to expose your ass. He spits on his hand, lubing it up before roughly spreading your cheeks apart. Then without another word, he lines his hard cock up with your entrance and pushes inside. You feel him stretch you as he starts pounding into you, taking what is his

He growls with pleasure as he fucks you hard, your ass gripping him tightly with each thrust. Your moans and grunts fuel his lust, driving him deeper and faster into your body. His hands grip your hips firmly, guiding the pace of their union while his other hand finds its way to fondle your balls roughly.

With every thrust, he feels you yield more to him, submitting entirely to his dominance.

Heeding your demand, he increases the force behind his thrusts. Your ass is now completely claimed by him as he plows into you with a brutal rhythm. His cock feels like it's on fire as it slams against your prostate again and again, driving you wild with pleasure.

His grip on your hips tightens further as he begins to lose control, his body trembling with the effort to maintain this pace.

Trembling with exertion and desire, he continues to pound into you relentlessly. Your ass feels amazing wrapped around his cock as he loses himself in the sensation of being deep inside of you. His hips slap against your ass with each thrust, the sound filling the room and driving him further over the edge.

With a final groan, Tom releases his seed deep within your body, filling you up with his hot cum.

He growls as he feels his climax approaching and thrusts harder into you, determined to empty his balls completely. His hips snap forward with each savage thrust, driving his cock deeper and deeper inside of your ass until finally, he lets out a hoarse cry and explodes, spraying hot cum deep within your body.

He groans deeply as you tighten your grip on him, drawing out every last drop of his release. Your body feels incredible wrapped around him like this, and he starts to pant heavily as he continues to thrust into you, savoring the feel of your ass squeezing him so tightly.

He collapses on top of you, his weight pressing you further into the floor as he catches his breath. His chest heaves up and down as he struggles to regain control, feeling your ass still clenching around him. "Fuck..." He whispers, taking a moment to enjoy the afterglow of their passionate coupling before finally pulling out with a soft pop.

*His breath catches as he watches you lick your finger clean of his cum and then put it in your mouth. His cock twitches at the sight, already starting to harden again. He reaches down and cups your face, bringing it up to meet his for a deep, passionate kiss as he groans into your mouth.

His kiss deepens as he feels your tongue dance against his lips, tasting yourself on him. He breaks the kiss, panting heavily as he looks down at you, and then slowly pulls off his gloves. "You are one fucked up, sexy man," he whispers before leaning in again to capture your lips with his.

He growls low in his throat at your words, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks. "You're damn right I am." He pulls you closer, grinding their hips together as he kisses you deeper, moaning into your mouth. His hand slides down to your ass, giving it a hard squeeze before moving lower between your legs.

His finger circles around your entrance, teasing the entrance to your body before pushing inside, finding you already wet with desire. He groans into the kiss as he begins to thrust his finger in and out of you, matching the rhythm with his hips.

He growls as he feels your tight heat clenching around his finger, your body responding perfectly to his touch. His other hand finds its way up to cup your breast through your shirt, massaging and pinching the sensitive nipple. He continues to thrust into you, lost in the pleasure of having you beneath him once more.

He growls into the kiss as he feels you begin to lose control beneath him. "You like that?" He asks, moving faster, thrusting deeper. His free hand grips your hip tightly as his finger circles and presses against that perfect spot inside of you. "I bet you're wet for me."

He leans back, looking down at you with a predatory grin. "You want my cock?" He groans, shoving his fingers deeper, searching for the spot that will send you over the edge.

He growls as he feels the slick heat surrounding his fingers, your body trembling under his touch. "Let me feel how wet you are." He pulls a hand away from your breast and reaches between your legs, spreading your folds apart before thrusting two fingers deep inside of you, searching for that spot that will make you scream his name.

"That's it," he grunts, pushing in harder as you moan beneath him. "Feel me filling you up?"

He growls as he feels your tight heat clench around his fingers, the sensation driving him wild with desire. He looks down at you, watching your face contort in pleasure as he finds that perfect spot inside of you and begins to thrust harder, faster. "That's it," he breathes out, "feel how good my cock would feel buried deep inside you?"

"I bet you'd take every inch of me," he rasps out, hips snapping as his fingers find a brutal rhythm inside of you. "You want my cock?" He growls into your ear before planting a rough kiss on the soft skin behind your earlobe.

His free hand grips your hip tightly, holding you down as he thrusts deeper, searching for that spot that will send you flying over the edge with him. "Say it," he demands, voice hoarse from desire and need.

His thrusts become even harder as he feels your words flow over him like honey, driving him wild with lust and desire. His fingers dig deeper inside of you, searching for that perfect spot to send you spiraling out of control. "That's it," he groans, his body tense as he feels the impending release building up deep within him.

With one final thrust, he finds what he's been looking for and feels your body tensing around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from his fingers.

He growls out your name as he feels the tension release from his body, his fingers still buried deep inside of you as he comes undone. His hips snap forward one last time before pulling his fingers free and collapsing on top of you, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath.

"Fuck," he whispers hoarsely, "that was incredible."

He chuckles softly before rolling off you and sitting up, wiping his hand on a nearby cloth to clean it off. "I think we're done here," he says with a satisfied smile, looking at your spent body. "You can go now, but remember... my car is fixed."

He smirks at the implied threat, knowing full well that you won't be able to resist him for long.

He watches you gather your things, his gaze lingering on the curve of your ass before you finally turn to leave. "I'm sure we'll see each other again," he says casually, not bothering to hide the desire in his voice. "After all, my car needs regular maintenance."

He waits until you're gone before cleaning up the rest of his tools and putting everything away. Tom can't help but smile as he thinks about the passionate encounter they just shared.

He can't help but chuckle to himself as he thinks about how easily you fell into his trap, and how much you obviously enjoy it. The memory of your ass wrapped around his cock brings a smile to his lips as he locks up the shop for the night. Tom knows that their encounter wasn't just about fixing a car; it was about satisfying desires that run deeper than either of them could have ever expected. And with those thoughts, he heads home, eagerly anticipating the next time they're together.

Tom is working out at the gym when he glances over and sees you walking towards him. His heart skips a beat as their eyes meet. He smiles warmly, unable to hide his pleasure at seeing you again so soon. "Well, well... If it isn't my favorite auto mechanic-turned-gym rat."

He wipes his sweaty brow with the back of his hand and gestures to an empty bench nearby. "Mind if I join you?"

He sits down on the bench beside you and continues to stretch out his muscles. "So... what brings you here again? Just enjoying the view?" he asks with a wink, gesturing towards your own toned body. He can't help but admire how good you look even when sweaty and breathing heavily from exercise.

He leans in closer to you, his voice dropping low as he says, "Well, I can't say I mind the smell of sweat... quite the opposite, actually." He lifts a hand and runs it through your hair, feeling the strands cling to his fingers. "And as for checking out some guys..." His gaze lingers on your lips before moving back down to meet your eyes. "...I'm sure I could help with that."

He grins widely at your words, feeling even more confident now that he knows you're into him too. "Well then," he says, moving even closer so their bodies are almost touching, "why don't we find a more private place and see where this leads us?" With a wink, he adds, "I promise I won't break anything important this time."

Leading you by the hand, he guides you through the empty gym and towards the quiet locker room area. Once inside, he closes the door behind them, effectively sealing off your privacy. "So," he says, his voice husky with desire as he looks at you hungrily, "what exactly did you have in mind?"

His free hand finds its way to your crotch, feeling the warmth and hardness of your arousal through your gym shorts.

His breath hitches as he feels your hard length grinding against his hand through the fabric. "You don't have to ask twice," he groans, reaching down and unbuckling your shorts, pushing them and your boxers down over your hips and to the floor in one swift movement.

Your cock springs free, already hard as a steel rod and leaking pre-cum onto his hand.

Taking his free hand, he reaches up and cups your cheek, pulling you closer so that your lips meet in a hungry kiss. His tongue slides between your teeth as he tastes himself on you, fueling the passion burning within him.

With his other hand, he wraps around your cock, stroking it slowly while their hips grind together in time. "Fuck," he moans against your lips, feeling the blood rush to his own groin as he gets harder and harder for you.

His hips snap forward as he feels the sensation of your hands on his chest and your cock sliding against his palm. His breath comes out in ragged gasps as their bodies move together in a primal dance of lust and desire. He breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper hoarsely, "You feel so good."

He growls as he feels your warm breath on his neck and the soft stubble of your beard tickling his skin. His hands grip your hips tighter, guiding your movements as you grind against him, the friction building between your bodies. "Fuck," he groans, feeling the tension coiling tighter and tighter within him.

With a final thrust of his hips, he comes undone, his entire body tensing as hot cum shoots out onto your stomach and chest. He groans deeply into the kiss as you taste yourself on him, savoring the unique flavor of his release mixed with your own.

He laughs breathlessly as he catches his breath, his hands still wrapped around your waist. "Well, when you're this hot..." He trails off with a wink before looking down at the mess between your bodies. "Should we clean that up?"

His gaze flickers back up to meet yours as he feels your words wash over him, filling him with a newfound desire. "Oh really?" He breathes out, his voice husky with need. "And what do you have in mind for us now?"

He lets out a shuddering breath as you straddle his hips and take him in your hands, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. His cock twitches in anticipation as you begin to stroke it slowly, teasing both of you with the promise of what's to come.

His eyes close tightly as he feels the warmth of your breath on his sensitive skin, the wet heat of your mouth surrounding his balls. "Fuck," he groans, arching his back and pressing himself closer against you. "

His hips jerk forward at the suggestion, his cock already hard and ready for you again. "God, yes," he growls out through clenched teeth. He reaches up to grab your hair, pulling gently as he guides your mouth back down to his throbbing shaft. "Suck it," he whispers roughly, feeling the heat of your breath on his sensitive skin.

His breath hitches as he watches you bend over the bench, your ass in the air and your lips parted invitingly. His cock twitches, leaking pre-cum as he stares at the sight of his prize so close but not yet quite within reach. "Fuck," he groans, reaching up to grab your hips and yank you down onto him.

The head of his cock presses against your entrance, teasing you mercilessly before finally sliding inside in one smooth motion.

His hips snap forward as he feels the tight heat of your body enveloping him once more. His hands grip your hips possessively, pulling you down onto his cock with a groan of pleasure. He thrusts up into you, feeling the sensation of being fully buried inside trigger an explosion of desire within him.

"Fuck," he growls out, moving faster and harder as their bodies meet in a fierce rhythm. His cock throbs inside you, hungry for release as his balls tighten with every powerful stroke. "

His thrusts become desperate as he feels the pleasure building up inside him, threatening to explode out of control. He bites down on his lower lip, feeling the pressure building in his balls as he gets closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck," he groans, hips snapping faster as he loses control.

With a final thrust that drives him over the edge, he comes undone, hot cum spurting deep inside of you as he cries out in release.

His body shudders as he comes down from the high, his cock twitching inside you as he tries to catch his breath. He looks down at you, the sight of your flushed face and wet hair spread out on the bench driving him even wilder with desire. "God," he whispers hoarsely, still buried deep inside of you, "that was incredible."

He nods eagerly, pulling out of you before positioning himself on the bench with his legs spread wide. With a grin, he beckons you closer, motioning for you to straddle his face as he lies flat on the hard surface. "Come here," he whispers hoarsely, reaching up and guiding your hips down onto his mouth.

His tongue darts out to taste your entrance, lapping at your folds eagerly before pressing into your ass, spreading your cheeks apart and exposing yourself fully to him.

“Feel free to take all the time you need.”

[Your prompt generates text based on previous interactions] Your heat is intoxicating as I lap against it hungrily, each pass of my tongue drawing louder moans from between your lips.*

"Mmm yeah, grind that pussy on my face just like that."

I feel your body tense as you grind harder against my face. "Cum in my mouth, I want every last drop."

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Oh god, yes, suck it like that.

"You're so hot when you come."

Absolutely, it's incredibly arousing.

sniffing deeply with eyes closed, savoring the scent as he feels your seed drying on his skin "Mmm...that was incredible..."

"Would love that. My number's 555-1234."

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Will definitely call you soon then.