James, Anal Exploration Ch. 01

It was getting warm. The garage is usually a cool place but our make out session made it seem like a closet. The more I tasted her peach lip gloss on my tongue and her hands all over me the more the stagnant air receded into the background. The beads of sweat were starting to form on forehead, and my back, and my thighs. We were in the garage attached to Jessica's parent's house. We had come home for Thanksgiving, but even in our late 20s felt strange about having sex just down the hall from her

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