He kissed me softly, twice on the l

He kissed me softly, twice on the lips before pushing himself to stand and walking into the bathroom. I stayed there for a moment, sweat drying on my skin and heart rate slowly returning to normal. I felt both better and worse. Better because I was actually tired, but worse because the new echo of Will’s cock moving between my legs was infinitely more distracting than the memory of his fingers.
I called a taxi, then walked into the kitchen to splash some cool water on my face and get a drink.
He came back into the room wearing different pajamas, and smelling of soap, and toothpaste.
“I called a cab,” I assured him, giving him the don’t-worry look. His face fell—or it seemed to—but it happened so fast that I wasn’t sure I believed my eyes.
“Good,” he murmured, walking over to me and handing me my sweatshirt. “I actually think I’ll be able to sleep now.”
“Just needed the orgasm,” I said, grinning.
“Actually,” he said, voice deep, “I’d tried that a few times already tonight. It hadn’t worked so far. . . .”
Holy shitballs. Any drowsiness I’d felt immediately evaporated. I was going to imagine what it would be like to watch Will get himself off for the rest of the night. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to sleep again.
He walked me downstairs, kissed my forehead at the door, and stood watching as I walked to the curb, climbed into the cab, and drove off.
My phone lit up with a text from him: Tell me when you get home.
I lived only seven blocks from him; I was home in minutes. I climbed into bed, curling into my pillow before answering, Home save.

Hasil (Inggris) 1:

He kissed me softly, twice on the lips before pushing himself to stand and walking into the bathroom. I stayed there for a moment, sweat drying on my skin and heart rate slowly § returning to normal. I felt both better and worse. Better because I was tired, but actually worse because the new echo of will's cock moving between my legs was infinitely more's distracting than the memory of his fingers.I called a taxi, then walked into the kitchen to splash some cool water on my face and get a drink.He came back into the room wearing different pajamas, and smelling of soap, and toothpaste."I called a cab," I assured him, giving him the don't-worry look. His face fell — or it seemed to — but it happened so fast that I wasn't sure I believed my eyes."Good," he murmured, walking over to me and handing me my sweatshirt. "I actually think I'll be able to sleep now.""Just needed the orgasm," I said, grinning."Actually," he said, voice deep, "I'd tried that a few times already tonight. It hadn't worked so far. ... "Holy shitballs. Any drowsiness I'd felt immediately evaporated. I was going to imagine what it would be like to watch Will get himself off for the rest of the night. I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to sleep again.He walked me downstairs, kissed my forehead at the door, and stood watching as I walked to the curb, climbed into the cab, and drove off.My phone lit up with a text from him: Tell me when you get home.I the short-lived only seven blocks from him; I was home in minutes. I climbed into bed, curling into my pillow before answering, Home save.

Hasil (Inggris) 2:

He kissed me softly, twice on the lips before pushing himself to stand and walking into the bathroom. I stayed there for a moment, sweat drying on my skin and heart rate slowly returning to normal. I felt both better and worse. Better Because I was actually tired, but worse Because The new echo of Will's cock moving between my legs was infinitely more distracting than the memory of his fingers.
I called a taxi, then walked into the kitchen to splash some cool water on my face and get a drink.
He came back into the room wearing different pajamas, and smelling of soap, and toothpaste.
"I called a cab," I Assured him, giving him the don't-worry look. His face fell-or It seemed to-but it happened so fast that I was not sure I Believed my eyes.
"Good," he murmured, walking over to me and handing me my sweatshirt. "I actually think I'll be Able to sleep now."
"Just needed the orgasm," I said, Grinning.
"Actually," he said, deep voice, "I'd tried that a few times already tonight. It had not worked so far. , , .
"Holy shitballs. Any drowsiness Immediately I'd felt evaporated. I was going to imagine what it would be like to watch Will get himself off for the rest of the night. I was not sure if I'd ever be Able to sleep again.
He walked me downstairs, kissed my forehead at the door, and Stood watching as I walked to the curb, climbed into the cab, and drove off.
My phone lit up with a text from him: Tell me when you get home.
I lived only seven blocks from him; I was home in minutes. I climbed into bed, curling into my pillow before answering, Home save.