I was comfortable, after all, and still sleepy. “Ssshh.. Xnxx You’re doing great. “I ca–” I started to say but was interrupted by the sensation of being stretched out. Our eyes met and the look on his moonlit face said what words wouldn’t:I was the object of his sexual desire. The sensation was much more powerful compared to his fingers. A desire to wrap my lips around something while being pleasured. I was, however, immediately distracted by another jolt of pleasure. There was no way he could fit it all inside me, was there? He moved his head down to kiss my neck, while slamming into me with increased vigour. Then I felt it – the heat of his large cockhead now lined up and resting on my small hole, slightly throbbing. By doing so, I somehow felt as if I was fulfilling a desire. “Ssshh.. Perhaps he was having a hot dream? I needed to come too, so I released my embrace, giving me space to work on my own cock.
