Pushing the Envelope part18
by Solo Teens Blog like that. Her tongue was urgent, forceful. I could taste coffee and
Amaretto in her mouth. There was that stirring of my cock, that
awareness, that hadn’t been present for the strippers or (it seemed)
for a long time. I wrapped my arms around her, the warm solid
sweetness of her, and hugged her tightly. She bit gently on my
tongue, and I withdrew it, her tongue following mine. I heard, or
thought I heard, a sound from upstairs. I pulled my head back; she
leaned hers forward to follow but I broke free.
I tried a smile. “Whew.”
She moved away from me and sat on the edge of an end table by the
coat rack. “How long are you in town?”
“All month,” I told her. “I’m using this as my base for the
…End of the part18. To be continued..