He was working when I entered his home.
He was an older man, polite, asking me questions to get to know me.
Meanwhile, I was curious to know, were we getting naughty?
How would the overnight be?
The experience was surprising.
He touches and kisses me all the time.
When he hugs me and passes his hands on my back, I could feel electricity throughout my entire body.
I guess that at the moment, I felt like maybe I could do things I usually do not?
Because some do oral on me, but it does not mean it would be okay if I sat on their face.
Somehow, even though both involve oral, it seems like two different dynamics.
This time, I was confident that I could try this adventure with him, and he would let me.
I asked, a little bit shy, “Can I go on your face?”
He gave me a sign of yes, and when I was on his face, he grabbed my butt to get to the exact position where I could feel great.
I looked down, worried if this was too much or if I wasn’t heavy.
He was enjoying drinking his juice, getting naughty.
I got so wet that somehow, something happened that I am not used to having.
Multiple orgasms.
I could not hold my voice, and probably the neighbor could hear me.
I looked at him, “Were you not asking how many times you could cu* in one night? Here we are, let’s do it again!”
He looked satisfied, “You are a Ferrari. I am an older man, and you’re going to kill me in bed.”
(You are yummy, and I want more.)
