I love to tease.
But I desperately need to be inside him.
Damn.
Perhaps I’ve taken the request for slippery a little too far.
What starts as a generous squirt from the bottle soon becomes a sticky mess.
I’m so aroused right now.
Slick and hard as anything.
I have to be careful not to tip myself over the edge.
At first I keep missing the hole.
But then...
“Ahhh…” Porter gasps.
Got it.
Fuck, that feels dangerously good.
Slow,I tell myself.
Keep it slow.
“Mm-hmm,” comes the moan.
He closes his eyes, raising both knees to his chest.
“More?”
“Uh huh…”
A wave of ecstasy ripples along the shaft.
I want to ravage him like nothing else.
“Say when.”
I’m doing my best to be patient.
Tosoundpatient, at least.
I’m not sure how much more of this I can take.
So much better than a hand job.
I’m skating on very thin ice.
“Deeper,” he pleads. “But not all the way.”
Holding him by the hips, I give a gentle thrust.
Oh God...
