About me: out of me. It was Monday evening, and as I parked
my car, and got out to walk into the gym, my ass
hole veritably throbbed with the memory of our
encounter last week. I had mixed feelings about
doing anything more with Jim, I was afraid of
getting hooked on his cock, and I wasn’t
sure he wanted a repeat performance. But, my
throbbing asshole and tingling balls over ruled my
conscious thoughts, and here I was. Eagerly
anticipating… what? Maybe he wouldn’t
be here tonight. I opened the door
