I wrap my arms around him and snuggle as close as possible to him. I sit on the edge of the bed for a while, staring at Travis’s clothes on the floor and I get an idea. He comes around the corner wearing only a towel around his waist, his hair is wet and he has a toothbrush in his mouth. I woke up but didn’t open my eyes. “You have to be more specific.”
“Your cock! “Well in the movies the next morning the girl always wears the mans shirt the next morning, I figured I mine as well do it.”
He chuckles and then leans in and kisses me. It had been the best night of my life. But before I knew it I was cumming on his face. Squeezing it gently. Travis noticed that I had tensed up. Yes! “You have to be more specific.”
“Your cock! Yeah. You baby, I want you.”
“What part of me?” He thrust into me again.
