Once it stopped hurting, that is."I pulled her into a hug. "Oh, Sweetheart!"Trish held me close and trembled a little bit. "It didn't last long and I ...on't have to worry about it again. I was a lot more worried about it than I needed to be. They were both amazing. He was so sensitive. It really helped." She looked at me with a palpable uncertainty. "What do we do now?"I pulled back so I could look at her. "Now we take it one step at a time. Let's start off with you telling me what happened and. . When I exploded the first cum wave she was like, "That's my good boy, cum and make a mess for mama..." shortly after saying, "Dame tu leche." Now... I had, and still do have, a weakness for hot dirty talk (I'm sure that's due to how I lost my virginity and all the dirty sexual talks I use to hear when I was even younger). So hearing her say that cause me to squirt out and explode a couple more streams of my hot sticky cum mess. And she was a talker as she was really into it and continued. " Neither age nor experience is an excuse to have a foul tongue, young lady, but since tonight's your special night, I'll let you take a rain check on the lecture."She rolled her eyes at me and stuck her tongue out. "Thanks," she said cheekily. Our conversation abruptly lapsed into silence."You've got a few more minutes in the day, Suzie," I said a few minutes later, absently running a hand through her glorious red locks while she leaned back against the frame of the sofa, "Anything you would. ”“Okay. One sec.”Shavar gave the number when requested and his phone buzzed. He had the sissy hold on while he opened it up. It was a link to social media profile. He perused the collection of close-up images that showed a pair of smackers with some detectable amount of fillers. “That really you?”“Yes, sir!”“Shit you can come through now.”“Great! What’s your name?”“Shah.”“Text me the address and I’m on my way.”“Don’t be playing!”“I’m not. I’m Joss. Let me get up and get out the door.”“Text me.
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