That night, Van accompanied me to my condo, hand in hand, our wedding rings glinting in the overhead lighting. How he’d guessed my ring size, I’ll never know. He helped me pack enough clothing to take with us on our trip. We would leave together from his place early the next day for our flight. In the meantime…
“Hold still, sweetie, while I taste your hole,” I ordered Van as I zeroed in on his scrumptious ass a while later in his bedroom.
We were naked and sweaty from our exertions thus far. God, the smell of him, his sheer warmth was something I was ecstatic to have in my life again.
“I can’t,” he gasped, hands fisted in the sheets as he wiggled before me, begging me to move faster.
“Shh,” I said, rubbing his lower back to soothe him. “I’ll give you what you want, never fear.”
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