“You were in the room too, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I wasn’t speaking in tongues to stroke your ego.”
“But you didn’t come.”
“I already did earlier, when you were going down on me.”
“But not when I was in you.”
She moved her shoulders. “I don’t, at least not that way. Female anatomy, honeybunch. The right parts aren’t in the right place for some of us. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t feel amazing, though,” she added, thinking about the exquisite sensation of being filled, being stroked so completely. “Of course, if you really feel bad about it, I have a few ideas for ways you could make it up to me.”
“I’ll get right on it, as soon as I can move. Keep those shoes on.” He winked. “We’ll see what we can do.”
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