[Dylan]
I was as hard as a rock and I was desperate for release, but my focus was on Samara and her pleasure. It gave me a sense of pride to be the one to give her pleasure. It settled something deep inside me that I didn’t even know about. It was me doing that to her and I loved it.
“Ok, ok,” Samara suddenly gasped as she sat up and I immediately leaned back to give her space.
“Did I do something wrong?” I asked softly. I had been enjoying myself but now I was second-guessing myself.
“Hell no,” she said as she reached out for me. I blanketed myself over her as she sought my lips. I eagerly kissed her as I pressed my member against her. I needed friction like I needed air. I needed release but I wasn’t going to do anything, not yet. “It’s my turn,” she said when we broke apart. “On yo
