The troops (my tongue, namely) were dropped at an LZ in the valley. Indian Sex I WILL FIND OUT. As I reached the clasp of her bra, I ran my tongue over it, before alternating back to kissing, up the valley between her bosom. She lifted her shirt, in one smooth motion. My ex and I had sex.”
“Okay.”
“Once.”
“Come again?”
“We had sex once.”
I looked at her, my eyes widening. “Wait, quickly, you’re not a virgin by any chance.”
“No. Oh, yay. As I approached the table and sat down, she slowed down her rate of consumption, took a swig of juice and placed the pitcher on the table. HOW COULD SHE?! I came. I lied, by the way. She said it again, in her same mellow voice. have no condoms.”
“I’m on the pill.”
“Oh. Head angled up, throat open. That was.. I’d been massaging it the whole while, and now it was slightly damp. She immediately straddled my lower legs and, not giving me a second to think, took my rock hard member into her mouth. I grabbed them both, kneading them between my index, middle and thumb. Yeah, fuck you man. But looking, deep into her eyes, the pain was a distant thought, the pleasure of being with her overwhelming.
