It was okay to let go. Sex video “I thought maybe it was my period. Her top half was covered by the green T-shirt she’d fallen asleep in. Her eyes were bovine. I’m taking care of her. A few moments later, the bed was shaking. I guess I’ll be your Sun, now.”
She looked up at me. Some flicker of the woman who had been the Phi Beta Kappa and the law-school graduate and the wine aficionado and who had had two abortions because she hadn’t wanted a family to interfere with her career. You know what that was like. “Yeah—finger me—fuck yeah—”
I wasn’t trying to arouse her. “The Mercy Orgasm,” they called it. She looked so peaceful. I knelt and engulfed one of her huge teats into my mouth. Her genitals were making the transition from vagina to cunt.
