I lay on top of the sheet, still naked, a comfortable buzz in my head from the wine, a warm hum still flowing throughout my body. I hadn’t noticed until now how real, how physically real, he looks. Blowjob sex We continued to talk as I consumed more wine and the buzz has its relaxing effect. Understanding … or attempting to … is for later. With lights blazing in the house, I have a thrill as I pass the open front door and the window with curtains open. He smiles at me. All this time, though, my other hand is squeezing and massaging the cock underneath. I look up as my hands rise over his hard, tight stomach to his hard, broad chest. I knew it, had heard it before. I was very aware of him following behind me even though there was no sound of his non-existent footfalls.
