"Camilla. Please. My ass still hurts after you, after you made me yours last night. Can we let my asshole rest so it'll feel better the next time? We can try something else. Please." He told her in a soft, hopeful voice. Henry realized he was going to play by a different rulebook if he'd survive Camilla.
She started to nibble on his neck. She rubbed her hardened womanhood against his butt and gave a low moan in his ear. "I won't hurt you baby. Camilla just wants to feel good is all. Do you think you can make Camilla feel good?"
"I can, I can. I promise." Henry squeezed out of her grip and turned toward her. He gingerly pressed his lips against hers. They were so soft and full. Her mouth tasted sweet as their tongues met. How could she have a penis? Even though he knew it was true, he had felt every inch of it throbbing inside him, as he stood there kissing her, it still didn't seem real.
They kissed for a long moment, each just enjoying the feel of the other's body. Then Camilla broke the kiss and gave Henry an expectant look. He saw the look of lust in her eyes and knew she was intent on him helping her get her rocks off. Camilla led him by hand back to the couch and sat down on the middle cushion. She spread her legs apart and started to unzip her pants.
"Wait. My roommate could come home. Let's go back to your place. I'll be able to do whatever you want me to really good there."
Camilla continued to unzip her pants. She fished the mass of flesh from her panties and let it stand up proud. "It'll be like a couple weeks ago when we had dinner with my mom and you kept trying to slide your hand down the back of my pants. There's a thrill to almost getting caught. I want you to suck my cock Henry. If you do it real good, you might be done before your roommate comes home. Then he won't have to find you with my prick shoved down your throat." Camilla grabbed her cock by the base and pointed it toward him.
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