“Sort of..." I lied.

Amber was then standing next to me, pulling my hips around and away from the closet. She stood in a baby-T that hugged her bra-less chest and comfortable Lounge pants of her own. She let out a sigh and then looked into my eyes.

“Do you know what she looks like?"

“What? Who?"

“Danielle.”

“Of course. What kind of a question is that?"

“Have you memorized what her tits look Like? How hard her nipples get when she's cold and how soft the skin of her naked back feels?"

I backed my head away from her an inch.

“What are you doing?" I asked my girlfriend as her hand went to my crotch and started caressing around the half- erection already forming there.

“Calming you down," she answered as she pushed me to a sitting position on the bed, my legs still on the floor. Then she yanked my boxers to my ankles and knelt before me.

“Amber..." I said just briefly before she lowered her head and took me into her mouth. If I wasn't hard before, I was steel-rigid now. "Oh, fuck..."

Ny mind had gotten used to racing over the past few hours. But now instead of racing over the moral dilemmas in my mind, Amber's expert cocksucking had my head spinning.

The way she used her tongue to Lavish my head with sensuous caresses.

The way her right hand pumped and squeezed my rod. The way her left hand tickled my balls and scraped the underside of my shaft.

I looked down at her, Looking so seriously studious in her glasses as she focused on pleasuring my cock. With her hair pulled back, I had a clear view of her face so I could watch her cheeks alternately caving in as she sucked and bumping out as my cockhead pushed against them from the inside.

After only a couple of minutes, she swiveled her blue eyes up to Look at me and simultaneously lifted her T-shirt over her tits, letting me see the prodigious mounds swaying in the air, capped with pink nipples.

I was already so tense, so pent-up, and Amber quickly had pushed me to my Limits. So when she dove down, driving deeper and harder as my dick began to push into her throat, I felt all the floodgates open. Amber just barely completed her deep-throat, nuzzling her lips against my base before I volleyed the first wave directly into her gullet, causing her to gag slightly before she pulled back so that I could continue firing off inside her mouth.

With every shot, I felt my muscles relaxing. With each continued burst, my mind cleared just a little more. And when I collapsed onto my back across the mattress and Amber's hands squeezed out the last drops, I was totally at peace.

After the mental jumble of the past few hours, I believed I had achieved nirvana.

Amber made a few smacking sounds as she cleaned up what had leaked out onto her face. And then she was kneeling on the bed over me, her tits still hanging out as she hadn't fixed her shirt back just yet.

“Feel better?"

"Yeah..." I breathed slowly.

“Still feel like running around the streets like a chicken with its head cutoff?"

I frowned for a second.

“I wouldn't have been THAT lost..."