Chapter 15

Following his tongue-exploration of my bottom, he rises from the floor and asks, “You ready for this, Sebastian?” gently slapping his slab of condom-covered ten inches against an ass cheek.

“Bring it on,” I confess, hungry for our union, welcoming his heated and sexual fury.

The first three inches of his rigid dick cause me to gasp with immediate surprise. The next three jolt sternly into my middle, knocking the wind out of me. And the last four inches of his lumber blinds me with enthusiasm. In truth, I take all of his ten inches like a man, hanging onto the back of the sofa for dear life. I allow him to bang my cave with his vigorous energy, and note that there is nothing wimpish regarding our bond. Nothing puerile or delicate. Our link is chastely munificent and congenial, and exactly what we both desire.