She showed the boys the cum in her mouth before coming back to me, and letting it spill back into my mouth. Nadia came back for more. I was ready to s...it into her mouth again but instead swallowed it with a big gulp and laughed at her teasingly like a child who got a toy first. Nadia pooh-poohed like she was upset. The boys laughed.Nadia grabbed a wet towel to wipe us off.I passed out on the lounge chair, the liquor having finally caught up with me.I woke up an hour later. The boys were gone.. It was wonderful and my body really relaxed and enjoyed theeuphoria of a great orgasm. Like him, I lay back and closed my eyes butdidn’t sleep. I dreamed of how I would get him and me together.I went back to my work for a while and kept an eye on him. He slept forsome time.I couldn’t concentrate; being able to see him laying there with his nowfloppy cock that wobbled each time he moved was more than I could bear.Even after masturbating, I was still aroused, mainly by seeing thisnaked man all. She quietly went about cleaning. Her concentration was singular. When she was performing a task it consumed her, her music, schoolwork, cooking and yes even cleaning were all acts of dedication to her. She did not hum or sing or whistle when she worked. She was silent and diligent.Then there was a sound. It was a miracle she had heard it at all. It sounded like...weeping!She stopped and cocked her head to listen more closely. It sounded a bit like a female voice weeping Her Mom and Dad were not. I opened my eyes. He was staring at mine. His hands were around mine. There really was nothing else said. He did not let go of me but took me to the shallower edge. His mouth was on me before I could protest. After it was, I did protest but only because we were not out of the stream fast enough. My hands were digging into his chest, his back, his hair… Every surface that I could find. He was sucking on my lips, his hands having already found my bottom. We stumbled onto the land, desire making.