My girlfriend had come up with this goofy idea that we should swear off sex for a week, and I was humoring her. We had one day to go before the week was over, and both of us were just smoking with desire. I went to her house on some trumped-up pretense, planted a couple of warm kisses on her neck from behind, and felt her go weak in the knees. I carried her unresisting to the bed, where I massaged her the right way in the right places for a while, removed a couple of articles of clothing that hindered my progress, and then pushed her legs up onto my shoulders as I kissed my way down her belly and into the fragrant damp, where I applied myself until she was gasping, teetering on the edge.
Then I rose up, kissed her lightly on the cheek, whispered, "Can't wait til tomorrow comes..." and left. :D
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