The Benefits of FriendsChapter 5 The Third Lesson
The day's activities and the strength of my various orgasms combined to push me into a deep slumber earlier than usual that night. Whoever had decided that teenagers had nearly limitless sexual recuperative powers had never met someone with her mouth, and her skills with that mouth. As my consciousness left me, a smile crept across my face thinking about her, and how beautiful she was. My sleep was deep, and mainly empty, until a strange dream began to tickle a few brain cells. In the...