glug. Anal sex She melted waves of heat onto my shaft, like hot air was blowing down there, and between my cock head and the thin strip of satin, I could feel moisture dampen the plaid fabric of her pjs. “I gotta get going anyway. “Look all you want.”
I held her hands, my palms facing upward, her fingers interlocked palms facing down. “Mmmm. It ended for a moment and I couldn’t stop myself from letting out a “wow”. But then I took my right hand and presented it to her, as if I was some sort of magician, and pointed a finger from that hand down below her vagina to where her butthole should be. I got ambitious and kept my tongue moving upward. She was onto my game instantly. “Dude, no!”
“Well, I’m just making sure!” I said. But no time to think, we were inside, the light on quick, which felt warm and soft and the walls hummed with a welcoming shade of honey.
