I decided that I should treat tonight more like a date than a quick thing, thinking that that was what was called for a bit more. But she shouldn’t have breasts. The feeling was amazing. His hands squeezed my tits and moved them up and down. The first had “Mark” next to the time and “BJ250.” The second had “Jerry—BJx2300.” The last said “Ben—FF350.”
I snapped my neck to look at the clock beside the bed. Down the column for Monday it had three listings. I tried to figure out what today was, but I had no clue and didn’t know where to do to find out. I held it there, content. Her heart was racing, a cold sweat broke out over her. I wanted it all in my mouth. She reached up toward her chest to find them on her body. I couldn’t feel the actually cum shooting into me, but I felt the surge of heat, and then a fullness along with an intense wetness.
