Taking a breath and gathering his courage, he asked “what did you think of Sam and Pilar? Finally, “Drew, I can’t take it…you…in my mouth like Julie; is that ok?”
He laughed at that, reached down and enclosed her hand in his and said “what you’re doing is fantastic, Sam, it feels unbelievable, better than anything I’ve ever felt.” And with that he felt her fingers organize themselves into a warm grip, the pressure perfect, as she began to stroke him gently then, gaining more confidence and hearing his moans, feeling his chest rising faster and faster, began stroking him harder, faster. Smiling, she teased him “are we done with dates? Sam was suddenly grateful for the towel, the only barrier between their bodies, as she felt him, still hard, pressing against her navel. And I don’t want any walls between us.”
“I couldn’t have said it better,” she replied. I’ve never felt anything like that in my life.” He had been panting with his orgasm and now felt his regular breathing arrive. I love you, always have, and
