I woke delirious and contented. Like there was this heavy weight lifted off my chest. It was gratifying to say the least.
Memories of Ayla coming undone inside my arms made my d**k swirl as I imagine her pale face embossed in pure lustful release.
Nope, I was not about to start my morning with morning wood. I'll be a fuckin' b***h throughout the day and my teammates don't need that especially since our playoff game was tonight.
God, I wanted her. I wanted her on the kitchen floor, on the fuckin' table, on my bedroom, and whatever flat surface I could get her on, it doesn't matter so long as I had her.
Last night wasn't the end of it. But my fuckin' little sister had to sweep her away from me. Ayla looked like she was against it as well, knowing that we had unfinished business.
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