Cruising with my Black Master
I woke up with my fingertips in my mouth, tasting my own scent. My memories about the night before were hazily drifting in my head. I began to piece together some fragments of that wild night.I closed my eyes again, afraid of losing the moment, while I licked and sucked on my fingers. My whole body seemed to be trembling slightly. I still felt excited.My breathing was fast and light. I began to notice some delicious light aches all over my body, tiny souvenirs of that wild night out. My black...