Chapter 8
Once empty, Frank pulled out and I rolled over to show him my stiff dick. He grinned and fell upon me, giving me a grand suck that drew yet more spunk from my swollen balls. Once he’d swallowed my all, he drew back and ran his hand across his mouth, the sight of which inflamed me anew. My prick was done in, but the rest of me was not to be stopped, and I pulled him down and kissed him, lapping my own issue.
At last I relented, and we lay quiet. Work to do, I told myself. Get in with Bonner. But the part of me fucked to satisfaction countered that the present efforts were just that, what with Frank being key. Still, it was time to let the satisfaction carry me into the day’s work.
“Suppose we should get on with the day proper,” I said. “Find Bonner and discuss me riding with you all.”
“Suppose,” replied Frank with little enthusiasm. He rolled over and kissed me, hand rubbing my furry chest. “Maybe get back here later?”
“Sounds good.”