As he moved away he slowly broke their kiss and started kissing his way down her chest again.“I want to use my mouth.” He whispered. “Would that...be ok?”Yeong chewed her lip as she looked into his eyes then slowly nodded, apparently overcoming any residual fears about letting Brandon see her entirely naked. Brandon continued to kiss his way down between her breasts, taking her panties by the sides and gently peeling them down her thighs and calves, letting them fall to the floor. As he nestled. I fingered my rectum, going deeper. One hand was fingering inside my hot anus while the other worked my precum slippery foreskin back and forth in time with my young lover in the window. I came terrifically hard, a rope of hot creamy cum shot onto the window sill and the next powerful ribbon splashed onto the lower window pane as I caressed myself on towards a long body-shaking and lasting orgasm.The youth turned again this time to face the mirror. This time he seemed to be bending at the knees. Then the record fades to gray, too fuzzy to read or remember. I wonder, did I have a good time?Hangovers are major impediments to thoughtful contemplation. A hangover is also a significant impediment to meditation. Instead of contemplating my navel, I stared at the ceramic tiles between my bare feet and tried not to throw up and tried to make sense out of the fast forty-eight hours. I held my head between my hands and stared at the bathroom flooring between my toes. I was startled to notice the. She didn't seem to mind a bit. In fact, she moved with me. She seemed to be back in the game. She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me deeper in. She begged me to go harder. I was almost afraid to hurt her, but she kept asking me to go harder. I gave it my all. I couldn't think anymore. It seemed unreal. I was woken up when I came inside of her. I suddenly worried, realizing that I didn't wear a condom. I pulled out, cum still dripping from me. She sat up and smiled. "Mr. Smith, I have a.