But I know you don’t like drinking.” She said lamely, looking ashamed. I mean, we could, er… Sex I settled back down, and pulled them to my knees. Savannah was shaking slightly, trying not to look at me directly, but trying to appear calm. Savannah dropped to her elbows, resting on them and looking me in the eye. She lifted one leg up in the air and let me scoot my legs in between hers. Savannah looked down at me, and knew I couldn’t find the words to say. Savannah, I’m gonna cum again soon.” I whispered quietly, calmly. She lay on her side as well, and I moved closer to her. 2 little romantic flings with guys since I had my operation, and they didn’t last or get too far. We were so close, every inch of her front was pressed to mine, her legs welcomed mine, wide spread and resting on mine. I mean… GOD it felt good, I felt so hot, so satisfied yet so achingly hungry for more of this unbearably exquisite friction. Savannah is getting fucked by me, I thought to myself. I wouldn’t want you to end up with some jackass who would make you feel like shit.
