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I feel every single inch of his length and with that I feel my body begin to explode.
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“It was a pleasure to meet you,”I say to one of the sweet women that was seated at the table.
“I’m so glad you and Q found one another. The last few years have been torture to him. I haven’t seen him this happy in quite a while.” She says releasing me from her hug.
I smile and glance over at Quinn, who is shaking hands with his friend, then return my eyes towards her.
“Thank you, I’m glad that he’s happy.”
“Please make sure that you guys visit again, I would love to spend a little more time with you outside of a function.”
“I’ll make sure that Quinn and I look at our calendars and see what we can arrange.” I smile.
Quinn comes to my side and wraps his hand around my waist.
“What are you two gossiping about?” Quinn asks.
“I was just telling Sidney that I hope that you come back this way again soon. Perhaps we can spend a weekend at the Hamptons, you know we have a home out there, right?” She says.
“That would be great. We’ll have to look at our schedules.”
“Oh, you two, you both even say the same things. I love it. So good to see you again, we must keep in touch for planning to get the whole gang together.” She leans in and gives Quinn a quick kiss on the cheek.
After a few more niceties, we make our way out of the ballroom with my arm looped through his, catch a cab and are taken back to our hotel. Where we promptly fall into bed and pass out from a night full of schmoozing.
I wake up with my whole leg asleep. I lightly shake it, which causes a pure uncomfortableness all the way up my leg, to my hip joint, with a tingle that isn’t quite satisfying to my pussy.
I lean back into the bed and wince. This feels so weird, kind of hurts, kind of tickles and not a way to wake up. I try to wiggle my toes and the tingling continues.
“What are you doing?” his groggy morning voice beside me asks.
“My leg is asleep.” I whine.
“Shake it, punch it, squeeze it.”
“None of that works!” I whine.
“Well then, you’re doing it wrong.” He throws the comforter off of him and jumps out of bed. He bounces on his feet and bends at the waist and returns up with a smile.
“Jealous?” He grins.
“That you are able to walk right now? Very.” I sneer.
“I have a way to wake up your leg.”
“Sex is not a fix.”
“I was going to suggest massage, get the blood flowing.”
“Have you ever had the pins and needles feeling in your vagina?”
“Nope, mostly because I have a penis and not a vagina.”
“Funny. Okay mister, massage away.”
He makes an exaggeration in flexing his arms and fingers, preparing to massage and then once he lays his hands on me, his touch is gentle, yet firm.
