I was working up a sweat (I almost laughed out loud when I realized I'd now need ANOTHER shower!) but he felt so good beneath me I couldn't stop.I was working up a sweat (I almost laughed out loud when I realized I'd now need ANOTHER shower!) but he felt so good beneath me I couldn't stop. My clit was bumping the top of his cock every time I slid up there and I was just about out of control until--THERE!--and there again!--and again!--I was coming and the contractions just wouldn't stop. I collapsed onto him, with my legs wrapped around his thighs and my feet tucked between his calves, my breasts crushed against his chest, and his hands stroking my butt and my back. I really don't think he came, but he was looking really good! Besides, it was too wet down there to really tell in the half light. I would have loved to stay all night. But, like I said, he was married and it just wouldn't do to have SLEPT with him. After a few moments I tore myself away and staggered back to my bed, firmly and quietly shutting the door behind me (no ideas, John!). I was asleep almost before I was in my own bed (cold sheets!). |