I went to reach for my door handle before I realized that my right hand was still covered in my juices. xxx 18 He allowed his lips to get pretty close, but neither approach towards my center resulted in actual contact. What was he doing here? Damn it! His drool-worthy muscles allowed him to keep himself propped up and balanced with only one arm while the other was free to explore my body. Apparently that time had been earlier today when I came back after class and found unopened moving boxes stacked in the already rather small living area, but no new roomie. Probably disheveled, apparently still covered in my own juices, and no double smelling of sweat and sex, I decided that I shouldn’t answer my door in that state.
