The feeling of flesh against flesh, the musty stench of cologne, I was getting turned on, Jesus, I needed to get laid. XXX I angrily exited the club, he just smirked and waived, mouthing bye bye. I was exhausted and could barely say, “Holy shit,” before I passed out, he snuggled closer to me and we both fell into a well deserved sleep. Was I really letting this happen, letting him take control of my like this? “God was it really that obvious?” I muttered. He had taken off his shirt and I was awed to see the toned chest and arms, he quickly slipped out of his pants and there was the noticeable bulge in his boxers, begging for release.
