The ridge of his penis rubbing against that sensitive spot inside of me. XXX He raised his hand to my shoulder, pushing aside the thin strap that held up the night gown. I rolled his ball sack in my hands. “I need you,” I whispered, my voice quivered with want. I heard the front door open. He shook his head, creating new sensations and vibrations. “It is indeed,” he murmured, pressing his arousal against me. I knew he was close. My legs turned to mush. I moved toward him, “It’s right that we love each other.”
I stood before him waiting. I opened the door. Where are you?” He entered the bedroom. I grinned like a fool, but I felt lighthearted and happy. I sat quickly in the large wing back chair that was situated in the corner of his room facing away from the door.
