In time when our skin was singing, he put his fingers in my hair and pushed my head toward his cock.
I obliged, suckling happily for awhile. He tastes good.
His fingers found my happy button all the while.
An offer to get on my knees prompted the application of lube.’
His insertion was smooth and immediately deep. I moaned aloud and writhed in pleasure. His cock became the instrument with which he drew orgasms from me for a long while.
We ended with a mutual orgasm and then he pulled me sideways into his embrace. I fell asleep in his arms…