14
GAVIN
I woke up with a head between my legs.
I’d fallen asleep naked, and already, I could feel my c**k swelling. A hand was stroking it up and down. And it certainly wasn’t mine.
After a moment, that hand was replaced by a mouth, and I came suddenly, forcefully awake.
Whitley.
We’d had s*x last night.
That was her mouth on the head of my c**k.
“f**k, Whit,” I groaned, slumping back in the bed and trying to make it seem as if I wasn’t going to immediately nut in her mouth.
Whitley responded by taking me deeper. I groaned, low and feral.
A beautiful woman hidden under the sheets with her mouth working me like a popsicle. Her head bobbed up and down, shaking the sheets. I flung them off of her to watch her work and was given the sight of her DSLs wrapped tight around me. She was
