Brad's POV
When I woke up the next morning, I grumbled as my head started to ache. As the events of the night replayed in my mind, I rolled over to check the time since I loathe not having a schedule. After thinking about it, I felt my crotch harden even more. She was one of my all-time favorites.
The psychologist's appointment was still a few hours away, so I put my hand around myself and began to gently massage myself. Inhaling the sweet scent of cherries, I closed my eyes and tightened my grip. I could still taste the booze on her tongue and feel how soft her lips were when I bit my bottom lip, and I could feel my tension slowly dissipating. Her moan hardened me as I greedily licked her tight nipple, which felt amazing between my teeth. Our time together could have been better spent, and I regret it. My desire to ingest her exquisite pussy and feel her mouth around my cock grew the more I thought about it.
