My bra tumbled to the ground as my breasts broke free of their restraint. Sex After relishing in the moment for nearly half a minute with neither of us moving, I finally spoke. When all the movement finally stopped, I was leaned back in my chair with John’s arms fully extended with his hands on my chest keeping his awkward balance as he leaned over me. His skinny ass was so small that I could cover each cheek with one of my small hands. I didn’t have time to explain that I meant my orgasm was coming, so I simply shouted, “Don’t stop!”
I hit my orgasm the instant he started fingering and tonguing me again. Then I cheerily asked, “Why? Every now and then, I’d glance up to his face. I laughed again, and simply replied, “Okay.”
John jerked his head towards me. Second, it was strange having a sexual partner refer to me as ‘Ms. It was only briefly though, for he looked away again. After finally succeeding at kicking his shoes off to the sides and his pants on the floor behind him, John stood before me in just his tank top undershirt, plaid boxers, and socks.
