“When did you get this?” She rubbed the back of her neck, “Um, I don’t know, maybe ah, a year or so ago.” I raised an eyebrow, “And you kept it?”
“Y-yes.” I smiled sympathetically and put it down next to me, reaching out with my good hand and pulling her into my lap. On my back, she figured she couldn’t get directly on top of me, but settled for the next best thing, maneuvering half on, half off me. Breathing hard through her nose, she closed her eyes and slowly pushed me backwards. “It’s not here,” I said, drumming on her belly. I could feel the fluid that escaped her confines running down my shaft as she settled herself. Out of the corner of my eye I spied the bed, so comfortable looking and soft. I brought my hand up and ran it through her hair, “You’re so stubborn.” After a few minutes, I pulled my hand from her hair and took hold of her shoulder.
