I unzip my pants and open my phone. With each thrust, you would flick my piercing with your tongue. My mind is constantly torn between work, and what awaits me at home. My balls filled with the juices you were begging for, on your knees. I return to the road, with my hand pressing firmly on my crotch every few minutes. HER:
And ‘owe me’ he does. Stepping back into the freezer, to grab the crate of cucumbers, I, thankfully, noticed a cucumber leaning up against the back wall of the cooler. He got his, but I need mine, completely now. One of your free hands managed to find the box of cucumbers. I pull into the abandoned lot, about a block from the house. I get in the shower and lather up. My mind is constantly torn between work, and what awaits me at home.
