“I think you know him pretty well already,” said Charles. “Wooh, I’m a lightweight,” she said, giggling. Porn sex “Vi, is everything okay?”
She muttered it was, and something about coffee, or something before scurrying off to the kitchen. Given her dreams recently, that would certainly be the pot calling the kettle black. They kept on like this for longer than they could have imagined; neither one aware of the time, the world, of anything other than the other’s body. “Hey, sorry about the peep show earlier.”
Charles blushed. He’s also amazingly handy around the house, helps with every aspect of taking care of a baby, and is one of the most wonderful men I have ever known. He took it even further, pulling all the way out before shoving his way back in – her labia seemed to pulsate more with each of those thrusts and then it started. “I’m here for dinner?”
“Oh, but we were going…” Charles started to stammer, but Violet interrupted him. Finally, she reluctantly said goodbye to this new way of playing. “Now get some rest.”
She stumbled off to the bedroom, zombielike, barely aware of changing into her pajamas.
