He would push through it for me, often finishing me with his mouth, but things were so much easier if we came at the same time, so that’s what he strived for.Īs he thrusted, I focused in on the way he moaned – thick and guttural, like some kind of wild animal – and that was enough to push me over the edge. I knew he would take care of me either way – he was good about that sort of thing – but once he spent his seed, he tended to really zone out. Al was already there, but was holding off so that we could come together. Every powerful stroke brought me closer to my climax. I was on the floor, carpet digging the familiar patterns into my knees, as Al pounded into my ass.
