Sure enough, John found a small digital recorder running in his inside jacket pocket. Amateur porn I led John into the living room where I sat at the edge of the couch and spread my legs. John blew on my toes each time to dry the polish. He rubbed me expertly before slipping his finger inside. He usually gives me three or four, but I’ll limit myself to one if you want another go.”
“I’d love another. He gives me more orgasms sitting there than you could count. His cock, even half hard was the biggest I’d ever seen. I did love fucking John. You may fuck me as many times as you like, but no rough stuff and—I’m sorry—but you can’t spend the night.”
“Why does he allow this?”
“Let’s just say that we have a female dominant relationship. Turn around, John and let Daniel see your ass.” He did and Daniel reached out to touch the tattoo. Don’t forget what I told you last night. “Get a bath towel and a small hand towel from the closet, John.” I handed him a small scissors and a comb once he had laid the big towel on the floor.
