I hoped John wouldn’t stop me…. Xxx I could see my new playtoy pulling a bit of ebony silk between his teeth and felt a warm mouth once more on my pussy lips. I shrugged my shoulders, lifted my eyebrows and made my eyes wide. That’s what a toy should do.”
I was turned on. More like an obligation on his part, and a bone of contention to me, no pun intended. My tongue poked deeper. I shifted one side of the shirt coyly, revealed a nicely-rounded tit, cupped it in my hand and leaned my head forward to lick the nipple, ran my tongue around it and looked directly at James. John, I sometimes dream about another guy’s fingers inside me – just for the thrill of it. By our third beer, we were laughing and loose, and so I thought I’d just spill my guts.
