Guy collapsed onto me; spent.I stroked his hair; damp with effort, which I loved him for and I released the cock restraints.He groaned with relief.“...our not finished yet Guy; you’ve a bit more to do.”He stood beside me as knelt on the floor presenting my rear.“OK Guy, your next job is doggy fashion. Can you do that for me?”“Yes Madam Margo.” came his reply.He was more confident, having had his first success.His rock hard cock slid into my cunt easily in from the rear as nature intended;. Finally, I thought I could leave when one last girl came in the door. I tried being sneaky and telling her she was too late, but when she came up to me I couldn’t say it. She was beautiful and sexy. She was 23 and dressed in a white blouse with a black skirt just above her knees. The top few buttons were undone, so you could see the top of her boobs, which looked pretty good. Her ass looked great in the skirt, and I couldn’t resist staring at it. I told her id give her the tour. I only said yes. We take our time as we softly explore each other. I have said that time stops when you look into the eyes of the one you love, and it is only when you blink that time catches up. This is proven true as we part and the real world suddenly makes itself known again. The movie is still playing. Our dirty dishes still litter the coffee table. You snuggle closer to me as we sit back against the couch. I wrap my arms around you as you cushion your head on my chest. In this moment everything is. Amit was in his shorts and T-shirt while I was wearing shirt and pants. He made the first initiative by removing his T-shirt in a flash and then he was in his shorts and seeing that I too had to remove my shirts. But I panicked and removed my pants too in a hurry and I was standing there in my underwear. Then he removed his shorts and he was not wearing any underwear so I could see his dick hanging out. It was not hard but it was not sleeping as well. Later he, without looking at me started.