Feeling a bit sore, even after this brief fuck, I winced, as I got up. “An interesting thought, anyway.”
My eyebrow rose, and I shot him a glance. “Just give it a try.”
I opened my mouth but stayed silent. “So, you like it, after all.” “Hmhm”, I muttered, stretched my body and arched my back, felt him inside me. “You said once that you really love it, that I am so tight. But he stopped way to soon again. A soft moan escaped my lips, and he withdrew his. And maybe, just maybe, you might like it after all.”
I frowned, watched him, as he sat down on the bed. My knee, my thigh, closer, closer. David just winked at me, and went back, to what he had been doing before. “Or not at all?” David’s voice was close to my ear. Then he withdrew it, started to fuck me with it.
