“Good for you, baby?” I asked, panting as I kept working his asshole, heading toward my own release.
“You fucked me so good, baby,” he moaned, panting heavily. “Come on, give it up,” he urged and kept squeezing me tight, even though he was probably a little weak from coming so hard.
“You have the best ass I’ve ever fucked, love,” I said and plunged in twice more before I let the big one go, yelling loud enough to echo off the walls.
When it was over, I slumped on his back, breathing heavily as he supported my weight.
“Jesus, fuck,” I offered, and Maury chuckled.
“Yeah.”
* * * *
We did each other again in the bedroom after we showered, which meant we had to clean up and that led to blow jobs on our knees on the shower floor. Finally sated, Maury and I made a meal together, then cuddled on the couch while watching Road to Palomaon Netflix. Jason Momoa, goddamn!