I held still, hoping he would roll back the other way but he settled a little deeper into his pillow and held me tight. Greg Butler. Blowjob sex I cried, my endless tears soaked the front of his shirt while he stroked my hair and said nothing. The feel of his hand sent a jolt of electricity though me, my body jerked and I stopped moving again. In seconds my sex was bare and he was waking up. It was my wedding day. It was still dark in the room and there was a man lying with me. We searched the kitchen, the restrooms, outside and the basement. They were gone too long. “My shirt looks better on you than it does on me.”
“Its way too big, I feel lost in here.”
He gave me a cautious smile, “Are you going to be alright?”
“How could he do that Zack?
