I was so glad it was Friday. Xxnx I ran her nipples across my open chest and the mess she had made. I hadn’t thought about it – did she think of it as something different? By the end I had three fingers in my ass, further than I ever thought possible and nothing had ever felt so good. I reached down and slowly ran a hand over my glans. The girl behind the counter was in her late twenties. I liked it, the confidence and strength, but it also scared me because I didn’t know it well. But by Sunday morning, I had thought about what it would be like. I mean, it was half the girth of my forearm and a solid ten or twelve inches.
