I wiped off my softening cock on the shredded remains of her T-shirt, pulled up my jeans and walked to the door. Well I say that, realistically I drunkenly dropped my keys on her and she decided to hang onto them, this got us talking and the next thing I knew we had spent the whole party chatting to each other on our own in a corner. I could feel her soft tits pushing into my chest, my cock at this point reached full strength. ****
I arrived at Cate’s house about 10 minutes after the call. She kept up the pattern of texting me, leading me on, and never trying to see me. I don’t know if Cate had done this with Pete or any other prick but she definitely had a talent for sucking dick. The second try went just as poorly as before and she continued to string me along. To give her the orgasm she so desperately needed. Really it was a nightmare but in my young mind I thought I loved her and that she was worth the work.
