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"Are you sure you're ready, Ryan?"
"Yes, Mr. Cowell, just, please be gentle."
"Of course I will. But I keep telling you to call me Simon."
"Oh, oh, Simon."
"Did I hurt you?"
"No, I—I like it. Oh, I like it."
"Good, I'm going to move faster now."
"Please, kiss me?"
"Better?"
"Yes, you can go—go faster."
"I knew you'd be a natural. You fit like a glove."
"I want to be good for you."
"So good. Here, use your hand."
"I'm almost there—"
"Shh, your parents."
"Oh, oh, wow."
"Yeah, wow."
"That was—"
"Yeah, it was."
"—really kinky."
"I don't think you kissed like that when you were fifteen."
"You wouldn't have been interested in me at fifteen. I didn't know what I was doing."
"And I knew what I was doing at thirty?"
"I did."
"Yes, chasing after me."
"As I recall you weren't running very fast."
"By forty-five I'd learned a few things."
"Maybe a few."
"Do you ever wish that it had been me your first time?"
"No. I couldn't have fucked you first."
"You'll never let me forget that, will you?"
"Not a chance."