And then I felt the pleasure reach a crescendo, my senses overload and sensation spilled through me in waves. Indian sex I moaned, and his grip on me relaxed. “Thanks,” I mumbled, moving to sit upright and properly thank him.
“We’re not done yet, Kara.” I blinked as he put a hand on my shoulder to stop me. I was about to say something, but stopped as he took my face in his hands. I don’t think I could’ve. —
“So, um, what is this supposed to be?”
Jarred, next to me, looked defeated and slightly horrified. “Think you can handle it?” he challenged me, seeing my wide eyes. I held tightly onto this futile belief, and soon my coworkers knew that bringing him up was a dangerous subject to speak of around me. I was uncomprehending until he got to his knees and I could see the entirety of his stiff cock.
