I could still smell him on me as I walked home. His essence ..
🕑 Added 2018-03-22 21:18:29 +0000 UTC
I could still smell him on me as I walked home. His essence and juice. Cum, sweat and spit. Smirking to myself I as I got hard again. My lust for him far from satiated.
Perhaps round two would just me at home remembering the past few hours. Wanking wildly and fucking myself into my own hands.
Perhaps even poppers for Pony. I knew I would definitely dirty talking out loud to myself. My filthy warm mouth telling stories. I sniffed my hands and felt my cock throb. It would still stink of him too. Eager to get it out and proudly and feel my own sex. I picked up my walking pace to get home faster.
More cum to come.
