I placed my hand over his and guided the pace, showing him how I liked it. It didn’t take much before my orgasm slammed into me, and hot cum coated us both.
Aw, fuck me, I knew it. Another cum author. Scrap on a cracker, that sucks, and not in the good way. Add to that the fact that this author appears to be one who drags a story out a good bit longer than necessary, without adding anything new of real note, and I'm calling this a bust. I'd frankly rather read an explicit one page trauma than be slowly disenchanted by vague allusions, trivial repetitions of inconsequential whatnot, and even one sight of come spelled with three letters.
