The taste of his precum still lingered in my mouth as I crawled back under the warm, comforting blankets - feeling safe and protected. Not caring that his seed would soon be dripping out of me and staining the sheets.
It was the middle of the night when he woke me. I crawled out of bed and went into the living room where he stood.
Still half asleep and unsure if this was a dream or not, but I heard just one word - undress.
The tone of his voice made it clear what He wanted, so I started to remove everything...
I thought it would be fun to share one of my experiences. Maybe it would excite someone else too, as the memory still arouses me.
It started out with a text in the morning that read something like, “Are you ready to take this connection to the next level? Please reply with one of the following...