It was Kate, of course. xxx 18 No, this one was different. As a final gesture, she grabbed my junk and gave it one last squeeze. Still before daylight, Kate put on some coffee and began cooking another country breakfast. The intense feelings grabbed hold and wouldn’t let go. She whispered in my ear “Have at it, bro. And you certainly don’t need any beauty sleep. Please don’t go. Had to get myself ready for you. I’m a mess.” I guffawed and reminded her of how she looked with her face and body all covered in cum. My lips, my tongue could hardly contain themselves as they excitedly explored her tasty cunt. But just look at me. I poured a tumbler of scotch, hoping it would dull my senses and let me drift off to sleep.
