Anyway, when I did the pushup, my hips actually sagged, which only seated me more firmly in her pulsing clasp."Oh shit," she groaned."What?" was my li...ited response.I started to withdraw as my brain finally reacted, but Ashley's hands on my butt pushed, keeping me embedded."Don't take it out of her," she panted. "It's only her second one, but she'll get used to it." What?" I muttered again."Move around!" ordered Ashley."Oh," I said. In my slightly fogged brain, the decision to follow. “Fuck me, wow.”“Sounds like Ashley needs a turn on your cock, Brian,” Alyssa laughed.“Honestly, you already fucked me tonight,” she said. “I’m sleepy. You can just fuck me tomorrow.”“Really?” I chuckled.“Yeah,” she said, yawning. “But you have to fuck me in the ass tomorrow.”“You got it,” I grinned.“Yeah, I think we’re gonna go to bed,” Alyssa said sleepily.“All that fucking really wore us out,” Madison giggled.“Same,” I sighed. I stood up, as did Ashley. We picked up a bit of the mess we had. She chuckled at me, licking her lips just spite me. She was my therapist. She knew every little detail I ever gave her, including the fact that red lipstick was one of the only outside turn ons I had. I went to ask her what she was trying to do. I think in the middle of the word trying she pressed her lips to mine. I caved, letting myself cup her cheek as that kiss became more passionate. Patch got greedy, letting her tongue part my lips, flicking against mine for just a moment before she. It only took a couple of strokes for me to spray all over into bathtub. I stepped in to the shower to wash myself and the tub. Then knocking on the door, "I need to peee! could i come in rob! i cant hold it". It was Jessica, and there were no other bathrooms. I told her to wait for a minute so i could cover up so i stepped out of the shower to grap a towel, then the door opened en she just stormed in. I was shocked, and turned around as fast as i could. And stepped into the shower again. "Dont.