Her muscles contracted around me and I knew that her womb was open to receive my seed, and I sowed it in a long series of spurts as she cried my name. When we got to our cars, Mike said, “Do you two actually want to go and eat?” We didn’t, really. “The only man willing to try it, well, I did not get much out of it.”
It became clear that I was an improvement, from the way Jackie’s hand tensed on my shoulders and my head and from the cries she made as mt mouth and tongue moved about. “But that is just what I was saying,” she said. “Want some more?”
This time was not as long-lasting or violent, but still very nice. From the sound of her voice, Arlene had been drinking. (Well, they were already – but you know what I mean.)
By this time, people were probably noticing how much time we had spent together, so we joined other conversations – though we were still near each other for the next
