“Yeah. Porn sex Raquel was a step ahead of me as usual, and slipping a hand into the pocket of her coat, she produced a condom. Go ahead.”
That’s all she said. “…you keep that coat hiding you, but not those legs. Well, that’s how the dice rolled and it seemed like my life was going to be uprooted and plopped down somewhere else. “Besides, all this time you’ve pretty much held up a riot shield. “Well. “Wanna it to feel better?”
This time, I said nothing about her being vulnerable. All that pent up energy surged out as several deep, hard spurts of cream until I nearly felt light headed, my mind screaming not to stop, my body begging me to stay, but it was undeniable. By the time she had rolled that condom onto my cock, grinning with delight at the sight of me, I was so heated I could barely make it through the touch of her hands. In the big city, she would have been wrapping men around her little finger. Slowly, looking me right in the eye, Raquel untied the belt around her overcoat, and sitting back, with little preamble, she opened it to me and let it fall to the sides.
