I was half right. She lathered up my rock hard length, and slowly started to rub from the bottom to the tip. XXX and the next day there’s just…nothing. “Feeling better?” she beamed, and kissed my chest. She climbed onto her knees and kissed me hard on the mouth. And, I felt terrible. She swirled and pumped and drained me dry. Neil was right. That’s the really crazy part, though. “Careful” she said through her increased breathing, still worried about my injury. She was just in time, and I quickly exploded right into her mouth. She was already in tears. There was so much I wanted to say. Once she had my shorts and boxers off, she carefully helped me onto the shower floor, and got the water to a decent temperature.
