I stared out of the window at the fields flashing past. “Do you think we will get over it?” I asked through my drying tears. Tom didn’t reply st...aight away. “Do you want to?” He eventually countered. I nodded emphatically, adding: “If you can forgive me.” Tom went silent for what seemed like a long time but can only have been a couple of minutes. “I can if you can.” He eventually whispered, raising my hand to his lips. I dissolved in tears. Later on in the journey we pulled off the motorway and. I didn't want anything to do with it.. i could get in trouble but then again he was right. Minutes gone by and i stood up as i grabbed my stuff and headed back to his cell.. still there by himself, i ended up taking him out of there and we walked down to the old storage room that was now empty because everyone was out and about. "Okay.... but you tell no one...." I said as he smiled. "Of course.... let me see that dick.." I stood there looking down at him as he pulled down my pants and pulled. John clicked the scroll bar and went back a few seconds and watched it again. Fucking love that but not as much as this last part, John said. He let the clip play and said, I love how he grabs the guy’s head and holds it down, then says hold on I’m gonna give you one shot... fuck look at his cock pulse. Swallow it down he tells the guy, fuck that is hot, John says softly.Dude, I don’t know about you but I’m hard as a rock, I said. Dave, John said, I’ve been hard since you picked me up at the. I broke the kiss and started to move downwards kissing your neck on the journey to your breasts. A hand came up and gently pushed my head downwards. I reached your tits and began to lick greedily at the come that covered them. I lapped up the sweet, salty liquid, it’s unfamiliar taste filling my mouth.You sighed audibly and began to whisper to me as I cleaned your come covered tits.“You dirty, fucking bastard, licking come off your wife’s tits. You like it don’t you.”It was my turn to sigh , as.