“Well, now, yes that’s one thing to do. It was so good, so delicious. Desi sex I tried my best to cram it down my throat. She wants to see the dress, we may go get a drink or something,” I peeped into the shower Carter was taking. I fell on top of Scott; no one has ever made me cum like this. I could see the pool in my backyard, I could see lights on in our bedroom. When I sat next to him, he extended his arm, wrapping it around me. His large, black hand came down on my asscheek, slapping it hard, sweat dispersing. Like you. We can rest too.”
He nodded and thrust into me hard. I stood and walked toward his window. “Ah yeah just like that,” he put his hands behind his head, no doubt thinking he’s so special, the best.
