The Morning After Ch. 04
"You're not the jealous type...right? :)" the Snapchat I just got from Darius read. "whhyyy...lol" I had replied. And now my heart was caught in my throat as I watched my screen say that he was typing. The first weekend of the conference had come and I had vibed with a few of the girls and guys and we had made a quick little friendship group. We had decided to travel out of the city for a while and rented an Airbnb for the 6 of us and just were going to check out wineries, bakeries, and maybe do a bit of hiking just for some different scenery. The downside was we went about two and a half hours away and while it broke up the monotony of the same city blocks over and over, it meant that it had been about 24 hours since I had Darius's big, black cock in my throat, ass, or hands. He had decided to hang back and basically party and drink and smoke with the other partiers at the conference. Truth be told that sounded more fun, but hey I didn't want to ditch...