![]() ![]() "Because I want to come inside of you, even if it's in a condom. He puts his arm across my headrest and traces the shell of my ear with his fingers before speaking softly. We're on Market Street headed towards Penn Square and I wait while he pulls the car into the Ritz-Carlton garage, slides into his parking space and gives me his full attention. He bites the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing at me. "Anyway, why can't I suck your dick tonight? You're being unreasonable." ![]() "But perhaps you didn't need to hear that." ![]() We're stopped at the light, making a left onto 22nd Street, and he glares at me. "Whew." I exhale a giant breath and he just glances over and shakes his head. Is he saying we're not having sex today? Because I really want it. "What? Why?" It comes out a little shocked, and, if I'm honest, whiny. "I'd be happy to slide my cock past those lips of yours. ![]()
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