I couldn’t sleep.
For one, my c**k was so painfully hard I couldn’t move comfortably. Two, she was cuddled so closely into me, I feared waking up.
Her hair was over her face, her naked body pressed into mine from behind.
She was small compared to me, so soft and curvy and—
Her body pressed deeper into my hard on. I winced, fighting the urge to touch her. I could move her away. That would be best. Especially after all of this. After I…
Fuck. What was I thinking? That I helped? That eating her out wasn’t feeding my selfish, pathetic desires but her? That I didn’t want to do it again and watch her eyes flutter open?
I could already imagine it. I’d place my hand over her mouth this time so she couldn’t scream and wake everyone up. Then I’ll slide in. She’d be ready. She’d want it—
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