I’m most certainly surprised. “Alex, you can’t be serious,” I get up in a brusque manner. Which, in some way, I had been. Watching her intently. She was squeezing it so softly I could barely feel it. “What?” I ask, in plain disbelief.
Oh, god, how you torture me and tease me by putting me in the hands of temptation. I have to go on a business trip.”
“Oh, when?” I ask.
Cherry pauses. I gulp.
Fuck. And I’m right on that one, I find out soon enough. Having found it, I return to kneel down in front of her. Just like she wanted me to. Is not like she has done something awful, is it? The back of her cervix always making contact with the head of my cock are the perfect ingredients to drive me over the edge.
Just as my cock suddenly grows a bit bigger inside of her, sets like a stone, and my balls begin to empty out their boiling swimmers, Alexandria bites my neck and makes a hickey, I know, before letting go of her own orgasm.
Grunts fill the room as we keep going. Without waiting for her to, I thrust forward. Clutching something in her hands. The familiar heat I get whenever she’s in front of me starts to become slightly unbearable.
