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I don’t knohere it’s cooddamn, it needs to stop

I blink my eyes with the intent to look down at Maybe, but she’s no longer beneath me

What the hell?

I blink ain, and her smell disappears

Piece by piece,louder and louder and louder until…I wake up

Fuckinghell

I reach out toward ainstthe obnoxious sound

My cock screams inside my boxer briefs, and my stomach aches with the need to come and do it hard

I check the time to see it’s already ten past seven

I was drea About Maybe

Which is no surprise, given how far I let it go last night like a fucking idiot

Without in erratic pants, I look down at roan

I rub at my eyes and take deep, steady breaths until my heart slon to a normal pace

What in the hell was I thinking?

About Maybe’s perfect, untouched, tight pussy, you bastard

Completely unsure what to do with this insane realization, I scrub a hand over my face and stand up from my bed I adjust my now half-hard cock beneath my boxer briefs and head into the hall and toward the kitchen to make some coffee

As the pot brews, I grab h work eed to pour myself a cup of coffee, I’ve found my way back to my text conversation with Maybe

And that’s how you sext, kid

Such a douche thing to say, I almost choked on it

I just didn’t kno else to stop my one-way train to hell

I set down my phone on the counter and pourstupid like text her to explain