We told each other no love

Hang on, I need to pour a new glass. This sure is going down well tonight. The cure for depression they say. I know what you’re thinking by the way. I live in a crappy apartment. Here, I’ll flip on the floor lamp for you so you can see how small and crappy everything really is. Sparsely furnished too. I’ve got little money or cares to do anything about it. Hey, there’s some cheap vodka in a bottle on the floor over there, if you’re interested.

Where was I? Oh, yeah, it didn’t take me long to get her fully undressed. Nor her me. I sat at the edge of the bed with my hand pressing against the back of her head while she guided her sweet mouth down onto my hard cock. Heaven. I watched her mouth suction itself perfectly around my shaft, up and down, saw the little saliva trails drip from her mouth and fall gradually down my length. I could have sat there forever.

My tongue lapped at her clit and my finger worked its way into her heat furiously. She tasted like velvety ice cream. She worked the top of my head with her hand. Once I settled into the rhythm, she came hard and screamed loudly into my tiny apartment. You ever hear an orgasm echo?