He whispered again. xxx desi Grunting. Teasing. Cock on cock. Fingerfucking my ass. Strong hands kneading my flesh. Whispering… Feeling his cock grinding so deep into me. I moved my hand and took him in my grasp. Looked down to watch him stroking my thigh and rubbing himself through his clothes with his other hand. My ass slightly lifted from the bed. You love being fucked”. Sensitive. Tickling, Teasing. “I’m going to massage your ass now”
“mmm OK”
He sat up, still straddling my legs. Leaving me feeling empty. I wanted more of his touch. Sensual. nothing else?”
“No”
“I bet you think about it”
“Yeah, sometimes, but I like girls”
“so you never wanted to do it again?”
“Not really”
“why not?”
“I’m not gay”
“That’s OK, it doesn’t make you gay, it’s just getting off, right?”
“I suppose”
He reached over and his hand was on my leg, stroking my thigh. Fuck me! Up and down, closer to my cock, but not touching.
