Haven’t been able to get this out of my mind. It was a couple of years ago, on the night of the Super Blood Moon. I had been hooking up with the most handsome, tall, athletic and muscly built guy in the company. He knew how into the moon I am, always calling attention to it once I spot it. He asked me if I wanted to go over to his apartment to watch the Supermoon Lunar Eclipse.
When I got there, all of his roommates were home; I sat with all of them in the living room watching TV. He then asked me if I wanted to go into the adjacent room, which was a sunroom with another couch, to watch the eclipse. I agreed and followed him in. He put down some blankets that were around and we laid there, smoking, talking. He could never keep his hands off of me for long and soon we were making out. He started undressing me, and I immediately stopped him pointing out that there were people just a wall away and who would surely know if we kept going. His sly smile convinced me that we could be quiet as he slipped his fingers down into my thong and inside my already wet pussy, something I could never resist from him. Feeling his strong, muscly arm and delicious fingers rhythmically thrusting in and out only made me wetter and want him more. I needed to feel his big dick inside me.