Grant
At last, I was the one in Celia’s arms. She was as thrilling as I knew she would be, as soft as I’d suspected she would feel, and intoxicating with her scent surrounding me.
I stared down at her, my c**k in her hands, and just felt her with me, ready for me and for a long night of nothing but each other. Of course, she thought I was Keith, but that didn’t stop me as I traced the outline of her mouth, eager to suck me dry.
“I can’t believe you’re real sometimes.” The words came from somewhere deep inside of me, a place I didn’t often examine anymore. “I almost think you’re a dream.”
I lost myself in her face as she stroked my hard length in her hand, her fingers silky soft, with impressive skill for a novice.
Her reply to my words as a hot lick around the head of my shaft, befor
