You’re a totally hottie,” making her laugh, “and I know we can’t go there. What? I have say, and maybe it’s just the orgasm talking, but I have to say that maybe that’s enough,” and, her smile leaving her, “maybe we don’t need, you know, the other. She lay above him listening to his breathing slow, kissing him when his head stopped thrashing from side to side, laughing as he finally opened his eyes. Ok, let’s get this over with: six and a half inches.”
“You’ve measured it? Needing no more approval he immediately moved to her other breast as she welcomed his touch, pulling him down into the deepest kiss of the evening, their tongues dancing together as if they’d just met. He continued to press it, cup it, record again in his brain its firmness, its warmth.
