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“That was…” I start to say as we towel ourselves off but then stop when I see Derrick, perfectly sculpted body. He has those well-defined muscles that most males wish they could have. I work out as well but my muscles are softer I guess you could put it. “What?” Derrick asks. I realize I am ogling and go back to drying myself off, “That was...fun,” I finish. Derrick walks over to me with a towel wrapped around his waist, leans close to my ear, “Fun? Is that what that was?” he says to me in a low voice. I gulp loudly. I have never been at a loss for words. This is another first for me. What is this male doing to me? Derrick chuckles and caresses my mating mark with his fingers, “If fun is all you think that was, maybe I need to show you how much more fun we can have.” He does the