we woke up, then fucked for thirty minutes. at first, she was tighter than usual, but that didn’t last long. she came twice before i flipped her over and
her hipps, and
i wished it was you.
she really squirmed when i grabbed her hair. that fired me up, which meant she didn’t have time to come again. it was hot, and it was messy, and it was her best performance of the week.
i got out of bed and checked my phone. you’d sent me a message.
i wished it was me