I belatedly thought about calling Angela’s cell phone, but the number was written down on some scrap of paper back in my apartment. “Fine! XNXX.Com “I left my condoms upstairs!”
We raced back to my room, laughing, and if Susan let herself be caught just short of the bed, I recovered enough to wait for her to cover my throbbing meat with a condom before throwing her backwards onto the bed and covering her. “Angela, I can’t accept this; it must have cost you a fortune.”
She lightly pushed away my hand. “Yeah,” I answered. “Maybe that will cool you down, you cheating bastard!” she screamed in the direction of the apartment, and tromped back to me. “Oh, let them do your ass, Yelena,” Susan sighed. “That sounded almost romantic,” she teased gently while walking back to the couch.
