Pushing the Envelope part34
by Solo Teens Blog
We tried a half-dozen positions before she was too exhausted to
move, and finally she just lay there and moaned, “Please…I
can’t….” She looked so weak and spent that I didn’t have the
heart to just keep pumping until I came.
I lay beside her while she dozed. I felt tired. Unsatisfied.
Frustrated and used. Distantly amused that she had used me instead of
the other way around. After an hour she woke up and traced a finger
along the side of my face. “Hi there,” she said.
“Hi.”
“That was…incredible. I mean, it was never like that before.
Not even on drugs or anything.”
…End of the part34. To be continued..