Gradually the crowd thinned out enough to give some respite to the crew and Elise came up her side of the bar to talk to me. “Yes! Indian porn Let’s go, mister.”
In the lounge Elise rummaged through her vinyl trying to decide what to listen to eventually deciding on ZZ top’s ‘One Foot In The Blues’. She gently drew back my foreskin to reveal its swollen head and a drop of precum slid down it which she gently smoothed over it with her thumb. I could have went to any bar, you might have not recognised me, the thong thing might not have happened, my bike could have been off the road needing a part all of those things could have changed our situation and we would have been none the wiser for it.”
“Well I am glad they did because I would not change anything that has happened between us for the world. Sitting on the stools in her kitchen we devoured the pizza along with a couple of glasses of red wine from the refrigerator I had not realised how hungry I was until I had actually started to eat. Her nails dug into my back as she thrust up against me to meet my strokes into her, our bodies making a wet smacking sound as they slammed together.
