We lay on the bed, you between us, as you begin stroking our deflated cocks
. Suddenly I feel your mouth on my cock, sliding up and down with long deep stokes.
Pop Idol. I knew I should be leaving but I didn’t want what I was feeling to stop. A part of me wanted to turn back and stay with the others and yet, the sick need I felt was greater than any common sense I might have
We lay on the bed, you between us, as you begin stroking our deflated cocks
. Suddenly I feel your mouth on my cock, sliding up and down with long deep stokes.
Pop Idol. I knew I should be leaving but I didn’t want what I was feeling to stop. A part of me wanted to turn back and stay with the others and yet, the sick need I felt was greater than any common sense I might have
We lay on the bed, you between us, as you begin stroking our deflated cocks
. Suddenly I feel your mouth on my cock, sliding up and down with long deep stokes.
Pop Idol. I knew I should be leaving but I didn’t want what I was feeling to stop. A part of me wanted to turn back and stay with the others and yet, the sick need I felt was greater than any common sense I might have
