He was kissing my thighs and fingering
me and then kissing my clit again, this
time punctuated by his voice, ending
the game. XNXX We
each had 10 questions and if you
didn’t figure out exactly what the
other person was asking, they didn’t
do it when the game was over. He’d paw at me sometimes, before
we could get to the end, rubbing my
shoulders or caressing my neck. With one
finger teasing me, making me wonder
if he intended to inside me or just make
me want him to. It was
effortlessly comfortable, but so small
that any movement at all drew my boyfriend’s eye because it was riding
up or down and exposing some sort of
flesh that was usually very well
covered up. It was the coldest winter we’d ever
been through. We’d been dating for awhile
at that point, so novelty was good,
healthy. It was the warmest I’d felt in days. The streets were empty, for once, no
one could bear to be on them.
