Any time she let out a little gasp, I knew I had found a good spot. A Neanderthal, to clarify, with no sense of colour coordination. Porn We’re gonna hang out tomorrow and do some cool shit. We talked and laughed for another hour or so, largely making fun of Mitch for being so drunk. Then slowly the kiss began to harden, and I slipped my hand into her hair and held the back of her head. We reached Jane’s apartment building about ten minutes later. The cold, dark drive continued for another fifteen minutes before I got home. I leaned forward and started licking at her clit, and began rubbing my fingers in small circles on her G-spot. When she spoke, there was almost a musical note to it.
