i decide to just show up because i can.
i am glad i do, i climb into the room, welcome.
the bed smells a little different than exactly like a bed i thought i’d never leave, things change.
after a while of sitting, doing our school work real good, he quietly strokes at little parts of my body. we cannot see our faces.
i press against his fingers to say yes i do like the way that feels. i feel so tired and kind of bored but more please.
hot exhale hits my thigh it might as well have been my clit we both know
he asks me do you want to have sex and i look at him and nod
he wants to eat me out so i sit on his face but he has a certain way he wants to do it like a ritual and i am not in the mood to fuck with someone’s ritual. he has me take off all my clothes and lay down and then he eats me out and he does it really well just like every time before
as soon as i am done cumming he tries to penetrate me with his cock just like every time before but he can’t get it up and he says he is sorry. i wonder what for. this whole time i have been
he thinks i will go away but i kiss him and touch him gently because i want to and then i get dressed with great languor and then i get up to go and he says have a good one.
