Stephane
I could taste myself coating his hard manhood. I could taste the mixture of us and it was amazing, it made my head swim a little, and I got wet again. I really thought I knew what good s*x was until Wyatt. Correction, I knew good s*x, I found amazing, mind-blowing s*x with him. Again, I wondered, why the hell would she cheat on him? What am I missing? He was so long and thick, I had to concentrate on not choking on him. I loved the way he felt sliding in and out of my mouth. He alternated between watching me and resting his head on the back of the couch. I reached up with one hand and stroked him as I continued to slide him in and out of my mouth sucking and licking him like a lollipop.
“Mmm,” he moaned.
“You like that, baby?”
“Mmm yea, Steph. Damn baby, yes, just like
