Sometimes, I felt bad, like maybe I was just using him for sex, considering only my selfish needs. I finally decided to ask him.

“Bobby, do you ever feel like I’m just using you for sex, to satisfy my own endless horniness?”

“Mmmfff, rfnn, indf mnn. Ur fee arime. Arr orr errrs.”

I rose up and looked down at his wet, cum-streaked, handsome face. “I’m sorry... what?”

“I said, no, it’s fine, use me anytime. I’m all yours.”

I smiled as I settled back onto his eager lips. “The perfect answer! Very sweet, my love… ohhh, yesss! Oh, my God!”