“No hun. Porn Mr. “Ooohh”, as my breathing was now panting… ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh, Mr D’Angelo was all I could say…he started to fuck me a little faster….OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I don’t want to do that anymore, as I looked away.”
“Shhhh, as he put his finger his mouth. He had me move up higher on the bed as we paused. D’Angelo?? We made eye contact. You liked it when your eyes were closed”. mmmmm… Why does it have to feel so good, I pondered. Again he did it. I am having the best orgasm of my young life…He continued to fuck me for a few more minutes. It was firm, thick and long. D’Angelo was at the other side of the bar and gave me a wink and a smile. Oh, what should I do?
