Macey
I can’t move. That was amazing; I have done doggy style before, but this was something completely different.
I felt Mikey’s breath on my neck.
“Mmm, hello,” he whispered to me.
“Hello to you too,” I replied, my voice husky from the s*x we just had.
I felt Mikey roll off of me, and then I felt him pull me close. I rolled over to cuddle, facing him.
“I forgot about a condom; I’m sorry,” he said.
I kissed his chest. “It’s fine. It’s not like I can get pregnant, plus, I’m clean,” I told him.
Mikey was quiet for a moment. “I’m clean too,” he said, holding me tighter.
My finger traced lightly over his pec, and I began to circle his n****e. “What was that position we did?” I asked him.
“Lazy dog. Don’t laugh; there’s some guy on i********:. He’s like an ex-porn star, but he gives
