Even in my mouth, I could pick up the cues. Xxnx I never invite you to these things.” What was he saying? Such a brilliant sight, inviting and succulent. It was nice and warm under my fingers. “Garret?” A bit louder this time. All I could do was fantasize until the darkness fell over me. The dead bolt was locked. “Nice.” He bumped me. Haste overcame me, I swallowed and escaped to my own room. I felt the head rub against my Grafenberg spot. “Garret?” I whispered, changing my direction towards his room. It was taking to long and his movements scared me. Now it was a waiting game and why not have a couple of drinks myself. I wanted Friday to arrive already. Not that I wouldn’t go back for a quick thrill if given the chance. Something about guys and their ability to disrobe
