The tension in the room was so high. “Me…me too,” I stammered, “I mean I think I like you too.”
The world stopped and Dylan leaned over and kissed me. Black porn “Come here,” he said softly, extending his hand. He stared at me devilishly as I laid with my arms up, exposing the only hair on my torso, the small patches in my armpits. It felt like a gallon of jizz was being dumped on me, and with my hands still being held up by Dylan, there was nothing I could do but lay there and let it happen. I’d been down here dozens of times, but I was getting butterflies now thinking about where the night would go. He pulled me in close, our dicks now rubbing up against each other and we started to make out. I did just that, watching him slowly pull his T-shirt over his head, revealing his tight, beautiful torso. The pleasure was insane and I pushed my ass back against his dick, grinding in rhythm with him while I stroked my own erection over his stomach as we continued to make out.
