On the way home as we walked side by side, he asked me if I missed his father. Ok XXX He reach out and scooped me up like a bride being carried over the threshold. Then, he was finally climaxing inside me saying, “Oh . We are still continuing to carry on our affair, even as I write this. Actually, I got a little thrill out of his sneaky footsy game
The restaurant where we ate had a small dance floor, and since it was Friday there was a small band playing. We toweled each other off and changed the sheets on my bed. Had I called his name as I was fantasizing about him poking his stiffness into my center?
