We were in 69 position when I took his bulging cock in my mouth. “Aren’t you the naughty boy, tonight,” I said. I couldn’t leave him standing out there in the apartment building hallway. Peter’s a single malt fan.”
“Sure. Deeper. “Well, Peggy is asleep. “Oh yes,” I muttered as his tongue teased me there. Oh God, Connor!!!! Connor was definitely enjoying himself as he fucked my mouth and my throat. My nipples became aroused again, and so did the feeling in my lower belly. … At least it wasn’t one of my see-through versions. Fantasies and such.”
“It’s Peter, Connor.” But I was flabbergasted. Oh God, Connor!!!! I took three Advils to ward off a near certain hangover and got into my nightgown. I ran to the bathroom for a wash cloth, and suddenly started bawling. My hips were rocking up to his face as I finally begged, “Fuck me, fuck me again.
