“See? Anal porn I don’t have to sneak around to get it.” She draped her wet washcloth over it. Hell, we’ve gotten good at it. Earlier I said about you hiding your sexiness. “We’ll be fuck buddies. A growl was his answer as he drove himself again and again into her hot wetness. There was a flood when he was about twenty years old. It happens. It’s me. The way you look after chick-flick night now. I’m biologically programmed to have secrets.”
“Men have them too. I knew you’d do your old-school gentleman act today. “Are you okay?”
“Me?”
“Yes, you. “Yes, and you would too if you stopped your damn moody prick routine. You’ve talked about it at great length.”
“Not sure why I’m surprised yours feel so nice.” He splashed water on them to rinse away the suds and licked gently at her hard right nipple. You got me through losing Mom.”
“I felt so bad for you. It’s those times when I think of you as a woman.”
“As a woman?”
“Instead of as my best friend.”
She gave a naughty smirk.
