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I just got back to my dorm after a second weekend with Chris.
It was heavenly.
I think, however, I am now addicted to his penis.
Of course, I love most how it feels inside of me, but there is so much more to it than that.
I also love playing with it or even just looking at it. I love how it looks when it's stiff, all shiny and rippled with veins, the head turning a bit purple as it gets harder and harder.
Even in between lovemaking, I love to touch it and look at it and just play with it. I love football. Yet, during much of the Badgers game yesterday and the Packers game today, while Chris lay on the couch watching football, I could not keep my attention off his penis. I sat on the floor next to the couch and pulled off his shorts and played with and licked and sucked it. I love how it feels as he starts to get turned on and it starts to move by itself toward an erection. Each time it got fully erect, I would suck it or climb up and fuck him until he came. Then I'd get back down on the floor and start playing with it again, watching how it would stay soft for a while, then start to lengthen and firm up again until his erection was back and we'd repeat the cycle.
Even thinking about his penis now, not about lovemaking, necessarily, but just about his penis has me wishing I was back with Chris, admiring his penis. I can't wait to see it again! I'm definately penis addicted!
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