Can I Cum In Your Mouth?

I rub your breasts through the fabric of your brassiere, feel your nipples harden through the fabric, your ribs rising and falling faster and faster as your breath quickens. When I got home from the shop my tampon had leaked and my knickers were soaked. I had begun walking just after dark, and had already come a fair way. Saw the girl right away, leaning on a lamp post at the corner. So I gave her a chance. But you’re weakened during the day, barely able to function. I didn’t want to see her lovey-doveying with him either, just to show off to me. That must be a record. Can’t say how I got her indoors, not really. And old Mr Baker the dentist said my gums are all right, so it can’t have been them. “Yes,” I said.