Teasing. He was all the way into my cheating vagina. Porn . … . … Did he even know where I lived? I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
I turned to face him, trying to wipe my face clean. I’m sorry for being such a tease. Connor and I laid next to each other on our sides, kissing, fondling and hugging. Office parties like that end early and I was home by 10. His lips moved down to my belly, kissing, licking, down down down, and soon it was his tongue and not his thumb that was teasing my clit. Well, let’s change the subject. … Short strokes. I had to go alone, wearing a little cocktail dress that I would pull out of the closet and literally dust off once a year as well as a pair of lacy black tights.
