Now my hands were in his hair. Okxxx “Goddamn! I placed a hand on his shoulder. “Meet me in my room in…” Before finishing, I closed my lips around his earlobe, suckling at its softness, my fingers squeezing his shoulder. I delved deeper, and my tongue found his tight, puckering hole. I leaned on the back of the couch, watching him for a few moments. I couldn’t do anything but follow him down. He holds his breath, his face frozen in an expression of sheer delight as I piston in and out of him and his fist jacks his little prick off. Looks like we might have some explaining to do.
