That exciting smell of almost-moistness. Society would never understand. Porn sex I felt you return the pressure that I was applying; there began a slow side-to-side movement of your leg, slight but certain, pressing sideways against my burning, throbbing monster. I didn’t hear your orgasm, you must have celebrated it silently. And I had the intense memory of what had happened tonight. I was at once touching your breast nipple, your secret bum orifice, and my mouth was lavishing adoration on your sweet cunny. I listened, hoping you would ask me about my day too. Then, after a while I felt your lips go away from my forehead, your grip on my head relaxed. But you, my darling Alika will surely stumble upon it one day after I’m gone. I knew you were waiting for me, Babygirl. I wanted to plunge my elongated, aching, rigid penis into your depths, feel the softness, the heat and wetness of your love juices as my cock thrust deeply into your sweet cunt. And I had the intense memory of what had happened tonight. I listened, and I knew you wouldn’t be slipping into my bed tonight.
