She is smart and funny and gorgeous, and I am not the only one who fawns over her. Angry. Sex videos Most nights I just watch. “That was a lot,” she said, smiling. I’d ignore this throbbing erection, pounding away against the silk sheets. Maybe tomorrow. Fuck. Sometimes she’d wake up, and I’d pretend I was asleep, too. I just laid here and pretended to be asleep. Fuck. Even though I knew it would be hell. Uh. Angry. It’s cool. Sleep would not come. No, no. A quick pause. Just long enough to grab her tank top, hoist over her head, throw it across the room, then back down. I came hard. “Yes,” I said, my head spinning. Senior year? I know it has to be hard, um, I mean, you know difficult.”
I was embarrassed but turned on. I didn’t like it.”
“Sorry. It’s not. Yeah. We ate ice cream, watched TV and went to bed. She jacked my shaft the whole time, squeezing every ounce out. I told myself. I could tell that “forever” meant something else to him. “Sorry. Or she’d fall asleep on my chest, just a thin pair of boxers and tank top separating her skin from mine.
