This time, though, things were appearing to fall into alignment. XXX I was standing in the doorway of the closet and Michael was right behind me boring me out. I heard some clumsy rustling as he shuffled out of his clothes; all the while cramming that tongue into my chute. I always thought it was odd when I tell somebody my name in front of a grocery store, on my way back to his place to fuck. How did I wind up like this? I felt so empty inside. On the other hand, I was getting coated in this man’s genetic material. His was Michael. I’m getting fucked every which way but loose.
