Chapter 31: Brett Returns
It’s the quietest blowjob I have ever had among weekend guests at Holly Kill Cottage. The celebratory day begins with a bang as I jolt my hips against Bernie’s beautiful mouth. I lodge my d**k into his throat, pause, pull out, and lodge it in again. His head bobs up and down as the blowjob of summer ensues, and his right fingers play with my balls. His left hand strays to my stomach and he presses fingertips against my abs. One digit falls into my navel and teases me with a spin. He grunts in a light but piggish way, and I scold him in a whisper, “Keep it down. You don’t want to wake up the neighbors.”
Surprisingly, the bed doesn’t creak under our motion. Our noise is minimal as the oral pleasure continues for well over fifteen minutes. The storm has ended and m
