I slipped my arm around his waist. “Really, you don’t have to take me all the way back to my apartment.” “Floor?” He asked stepping into the elevator. Gay porn “I think you need a shower.” He joked, pulling back to look at me. I wasn’t normally so bold, but I wanted him. I didn’t allow myself to think about it, I just acted. I pulled him back into a kiss. There was one in particular I kept an eye out for. I pulled him close. I had a good job and could afford the luxury. His hands each took a cheek, feeling my thick plump ass. “This isn’t working.” He said after a few failed attempts. “Come in.” I hobbled back to the couch, careful to play up that my right ankle was sprained. I couldn’t help admiring his ass. “Hey, I almost forgot you were coming back.” He quirked an eyebrow up. “Unless you’re really clumsy, it was your left ankle you sprained, not your right.” I felt my face flush red with embarrassment. “I really want to get to know you.” He leaned in and rubbed his nose with mine, making me giggle at his silliness.
