He was my mate, the arrogant bastard, the man I loved. The sensation sent shivers down my spine and I held my breath. XXNX “Don’t”, I managed to whisper. The sensation sent shivers down my spine and I held my breath. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him, then he stepped back. Fingers on my skin, his fingers, that had been inside me. “Just dressing for a tea and a fag.” Even I could hear how stupid that sounded. Fully aware that my nipples had gotten hard I stared ahead. “Just dressing for a tea and a fag.” Even I could hear how stupid that sounded. Smiling he sat down, reached out and touched my thigh. He cupped my other tit with a hand, started to play with it.
