But I was not the only one enjoying our encounter. No matter how many times it had happened, no matter how quick or slow, I could sense his impending orgasm. Xxnx Sorry, did he give you crap? I continued to explore his body waiting for a sign to let me go further. He was breathing hard, his chest heaving in exhaustion, a memorable sight indeed, inviting me to use it as pillow. We continued to move together in rhythm. Next nipple and now it was time to see how deft I could be. Was he more excited than usual? Not something I usually concerned myself with, but not something I usually had to worry about either. He squirmed and gasped with every lick.
