Chapter 8
by kyr117h
Can you hold it?
Grit your teeth and stick it out.
You wince as you feel a warm, fiery sensation at the base of your cock. You need to break for a moment, or you're going to blast your cum all over the front of her shirt. You snake your hand down, gripping hers, and guide it away from your throbbing rod. You begin whispering to her through the kissing.
"I want to..."
Where shall you go?
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