Ezra shows me side-lying sixty-nine. When he’s sucking my dick, he pushes a finger into me, and it’s mind-bendingly amazing. We come at almost the same time, both swallowing, and I feel weak and dizzy and incredible when I lift my head. “How ya feel?” he whispers, looking tired but sleepy. “Amazing,” I manage. “You?” “Too good,” he murmurs.
