Eggs Benedict
“You spurted masterfully, Ryan. Jackie was impressed... and I suspect was equally envious of you. He is not permitted to come like that... not without permission,” Becky sipping a cup of hot brew.
It’s Saturday morning. I sit in the kitchen of the imposing Becky. I remain naked... cuffed... the blinding cloth strip of the hood removed. Becky and I slept together... once again unconventionally. On this occasion she was naked, spooning behind me, reaching about to grope, check for tumescence, playfully squeezing, toying, and prodding to encourage continuing firmness. In sensing the fine warmth of her flesh, breasts pressed to my shoulders blades, my erect response was spontaneous.
Blindfold in place, I was again denied visions of her beauty. And yes, I was hard for a good sp
