"Come here," Ethan growls, and grabs me, kissing me hard. Six days. The number echoes in my head as I taste the sweet mint of his breath. Every day si...ce last Saturday I've pondered over the fact that I am no longer a single woman, and every time I think about who I belong to, my stomach floods with butterflies. I almost said no. The moment he looked me in the eye and asked if I would be his, really truly his, I was confused. With what had happened between him and Hannah the idea sounded. The knees of my jeans were already grimed with whateverwas on the floor. I raised my ass off the stool andpushed my jeans to my ankles. I thought about takingthem off, draping them over the stool and sitting onthem but a vision of the cops pounding on the doorkilled that idea. I turned to face the door. I started stroking number three with my right hand. Mycock had been rock hard since I’d slipped that firstcock into my mouth. I squeezed out a huge drop of pre-cum onto my fingers, looked. I told him sorry for the mess and he said it was fine but i still went for his cock he had shortes so i just pulled them down and a fat cock was covered in pre cum i started stroking and he closed the door and tured I got comfturable took off my clothes and just left on my g string i arched my back and started blowing him. He busted all over my face and you could tell he hadn’t busted in a long time. I asked him if we could go back to his place but he said no that his family was going to be. I feel, it is very pertinent to mention here that I also noticed for the millionth time that the gay bottom guys had no flaws in their male equipment, confirming it to me that being gay was a pure act of nature and nothing to do with nurturing. Qasim had a very manly 6 ½ long, better than average thick, cut cock and a nice reservoir sac to carry the male load.I was told that the suite, I booked had 2 king size beds and I did not have to explain anything but simply that we were the co-workers at.