“I’m not leaving for college,” he added, his voice quieter this time but no less certain. My muscles clenched and released, gripping him as if my body refused to let go, every nerve alight in the aftermath of my release. I nodded, moaning as I sucked on his manhood, my saliva lubricating the path for him to claim my throat. Straddling him, my knees sank into the bed as I adjusted, feeling his thick, curved cock thrust into me. No, I was something else entirely now. I could feel my ability to contain him slipping away, spurt after spurt, he kept coming. She was begging cock…do you think she wants some more?”
I felt my face flush hot as I glared at them, torn between embarrassment and wanting to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Even as I lost myself in him, the faint awareness of our surroundings lingered. Hayes, oh fuck! “Holy hell, Mike. Our lips parted, tongues slipping past each other in a heated exploration. Hayes, your mouth feels so good!” Mike’s voice broke through the haze of pleasure, raw and startled.
