Em stood and walked next to me. “What?” she asked. XXX Gotta practice that I guess.”
“Well practice makes perfect.” I was drying for relief. I pointed to the bed. How good it had smelled, how tight it was just trying to get my tongue in there, and how easily I’d made her cum with just some up and down movements. After Em and I both showered, and started laundry to hide all evidence of the mornings activities, we flopped on the couch with the TV on. She smiled, but it wasn’t her sweet smile that I was used to, this was sultry, seductive, naughty. “Yes it swells from blood flow entering the base, here.” I pointed to the base of my shaft, rolling
