Mad with avarice, still, Derrick’s mouth was no match for Lee’s c**k. When its demands for satisfaction would no longer be ignored, Lee slowly slipped it out of Derrick’s throat and asserted control, flopping the larger, stronger, older man onto his back with little more effort than it would take to turn a pancake. His d**k was throbbing, dancing and dripping and demanding entry into Derrick; his breath came harder and faster the more slowly he moved his hands, but Lee would not be rushed. Pushing the hot, heavy pile of Derrick’s belly up with one hand, he unbuttoned his jeans with the other; sliding them steadily off of Derrick’s over-round ass and down the thick spread of his thighs. He made it to Derrick’s knees before he whipped the pants off and flung them across the room. His mastery
