Chapter 24: Bungalow Banging
We ended up at bungalow twenty-two and started making out on his sofa. Arms twisted together, chests bumped, and tongues touched. There was very little chatter between us, if any. Instead, we became far too involved in becoming one, mixing our naked parts together.
I was left breathless overtop him, clinging my left hand against the back of his neck. The tip of his tongue dragged over my right n****e and he steered its wet and warm slenderness around the n****e’s circumference. It caused me to arch my head back and let out a masculine growl of satisfaction. Not once did I want the young man to pull away from me. Rather, I desired nothing more than for the pair of us to find our expressive orgasms and enjoy each other until we both came.
His tongue moved alon
