I’m about to pull him closer, rub him against my wet folds, when I remember, “Condom.” He rolls off of me and grabs a box. “Durex?” “Yeah.” He chuckles, turning the box so I see the XXL part. “No dick Spanx tonight.” “Interesting,” I think aloud, relieved as I see this one covers him fully, unlike the one from our first night … and the next morning.
