“What about you? You’re so hard. I can feel your c**k beneath me. Let me rub it with my ass. You’re close, Clint. Let me do it, please?”
He was right that I was ready to blow, but I had enough control to wait if I had to, usually. Kyle, though, pushed all my buttons. Things would be even better later on if I got off now so the night would last as long as possible. I turned him in my lap so he straddled me, his lush ass settling right where I needed it to.
“Ride me, baby. Make me think you’re f*****g me with your ass so good, I see stars.”
“Anything you say, Clint.” And he rode me, the material between us not making a bit of difference to the sensations he caused as I grabbed hold of his ass and rode with him to the f*****g stars.
“Jesus,” I said, a few minutes later as we walked out of
