Staying Over at His Place
My eyes widened as his hot seed shot into me. Hayden’s cock spurted loads of his cum into me. His warmth filled me reminding me that Hayden wasn’t wearing a condom. We ended up doing it raw again. He came so much into me that I thought he wouldn’t stop.
When he was done, he laid me down on the sofa before withdrawing his cock from me. I was too exhausted to speak as I laid there on my side on the sofa. I felt the mix of our love juices leak out of my hole onto my thighs. There’s so much of it that I was sure that I had made a mess of his sofa. Hayden didn’t seem to care, and I couldn’t care less at that moment.
We made some crazy love, but I don’t think Hayden was convinced of anything at all. I didn’t understand him and how he saw the world. It pained me to admit it, but perhaps after all this time, I still didn’t understand anything about him at all.
Hayden got off the sofa and picked up his pants. I could hear rather than see Hayden walking away from me.