“How about this,” I asked him as I moved off the bed, “Why don’t you go take a shower, and I’ll make you some breakfast?”
“Well that sounds fucking fantastic,” he replied as he made his way off the bed. “That’s quite the nice ass you have their slut,” he said as he lubed his finger up. Xxx As I came, my ass tightened its grip on his cock, causing him to thrust harder into me as he shot his load into me. My eyes bulged as he dug his cock firmly into my mouth. The name at the top of his email was Thomas Jefferson. Waking up the next morning, Thomas was already up. God, just reading his post made a warmth flow through me. “Please, I want to taste you…”
“Don’t fucking touch it,” he said.
