... and slapped it against her ass cheeks a few times to dislodge the remaining drops of ooze within, I looked down at her with the detached curiosity of a laboratory scientist scrutinizing a behaviorially-modified rat. She continued to writhe and moan for a few seconds more, then she was out like a light.
"There," I grunted approvingly at the results of my handiwork. "That ought to get me a few hours of peace and quiet."
I tucked my member into my shorts, zipped my fly, and headed out for a night on the town with another bimbo whose number I had written down on a scrap of newspaper at the corner newsstand on my way over to Trix's place.
"There," I grunted approvingly at the results of my handiwork. "That ought to get me a few hours of peace and quiet."
I tucked my member into my shorts, zipped my fly, and headed out for a night on the town with another bimbo whose number I had written down on a scrap of newspaper at the corner newsstand on my way over to Trix's place.
