My orgasm came a little before his. I moaned and writhed again, the pleasure already surging back. Ok XXX “Bad boss, is it?”
“You have no idea.” And I found myself telling him all about the Bitch, and how she made my life miserable. Family? “Look here,” I remember saying at a certain point, leaning forward, “District Nine, I mean Neill Blomkamp, made an entire film with less than Avatar’s damned promotional budget, so…”
He leaned forward at the same moment, and more by accident than design our faces were suddenly almost touching, and it was only natural to just kiss. A boyfriend? I looked up at him, at his shaved head and clipped goatee framed between my feet, my toes clenching with pleasure, his hands grasping my shins, and all I could think of was
