It was a mistake. Craig sat on the edge of the sofa and began wanking his cock inches away from my face. Big cock His eyes were twinkling and he was licking his lips when he took my hand and led me into my living room. I know that I didn’t. Without thinking I edged forward and automatically swallowed his still pulsing cock so I could suck out every last drop. “That’s him.” Claudia whispered as I was making us a cup of coffee. It was very sweet and even a little bit apologetic for his behaviour at the beginning. I scrunched my face in disbelief, “Like I asked you?”
Craig pulled back the sleeve of his jacket to reveal a heavily tattooed arm. “Don’t worry,” he chuckled as he moved the rucksack on his knee then stroked my thigh and rested his palm on my suspender strap, “I haven’t told anyone. . …about your. …secret.”
I didn’t know what to say
