When the Florida sun was at its peak in June, my cravings led me back to him - Damion, the man with the biggest and best BBC I've ever known. I HAD TO HAVE HIM AGAIN. The memory of our last meeting was like a flame that never quite extinguished, always smoldering in my mind.<br><br>Our reunion was electric. The moment I saw him, every nerve in my body came alive. His presence was magnetic, pulling me in with an intensity that only he could evoke. There was no need for words; our bodies spoke for us.<br><br>We moved with urgency, his touch igniting a fire within me that only he could quench. The texture of his skin, the power in his movements, and yes, that magnificent cock of his, which seemed to grow larger in my memory, now felt even more impressive in reality. <br><br>Each thrust was a reminder of why I came back, why I needed this again. The heat between us was palpable, a mix of the Florida humidity and our own fiery passion. When the climax came, it was like a tidal wave, sweepin

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