Pleasure flowed through my system. I listened to her breathing increase. Porn She let out moans and shouts of joy. “Is he staying there?”
“Yeah, it must be a rough night at home,” I explained. Stroking her clit with one hand and squeezing her breast with the other. The couch hid the rest of her body. Pretending as if nothing had happened. I can not promise that. Also, I think I have an idea of how to improve your trick.”
“Improve?”
“Yeah, an old bar game called ‘knock.’ You pop the bottle and the fizz in the beer shoots the beer out. Like Cyndy Lauper sings: ‘she bop, he bop, we bop, I bop, you bop,” I sang. And there was no specification as to what the parameters were for this training. I heard her soft moaning. Her lips and folds glistened with juices and beer. They’ll laugh at me. She clasped and her muscles gripped my shaft. This process repeated and the pace quickened. I focused my eyes, willing them to adjust to the darkness and let me see clearly.
