I often caught myself daydreaming, picturing Greg at the altar, his once geeky frame now suavely adorned in a suit and tie, his eyes alight with love and anticipation. Porn In the surreal landscape of my dream, Greg’s abrupt departure from my breasts was marked by his breathy, urgent whisper, “I-I’m gonna cum!” The sensation of his release within me was more vivid than anything I had ever experienced, each millimeter of his warmth spreading through me with an intensity that was new, yet it left me achingly unfulfilled. Seeking affirmation, he slowed his pace, prompting me for more. In the confined space of the airplane lavatory, my hands began a journey of exploration over this new, unfamiliar terrain of my body. The urge to flee from the situation surged within me, but an inexplicable paralysis seemed to grip me, anchoring me to the stool.
