My balls were tingling, the sensation moving through them and into my shaft.
But I didn’t slow.
I sped up, and I increased my grip, moving as if I were thrusting into her p***y.
Until it was too much.
Until I couldn’t hold off a second longer.
“f**k,” I breathed as I shot my first load. “Sydney …” I moaned, my wrist twisting up and down my d**k, closing in as I neared my tip.
The second stream came bursting out.
But I kept up the same speed, like her p***y was f*****g milking me.
The third shot came, and I was drained.
My eyes finally opened, showing me the hard, ugly truth …
I was in the shower.
The water scalding.
The reality of tonight, the pain I had caused, all unfolding in front of me.
I lifted my hand to my nose, hoping her smell would still be there.
But all I smelled
