Riley again swallows down my dick, still about half hard. With his magical tongue, and working up his spit he cleans my dick of his ass slime, jizz, a...d snot to a squeaky clean. Finally satisfied, I push him back, and kicking the door open, order him to 'get out'. Riley giggles and exits the stall. As I stand up and pull up my moto pants, I notice the large puddle on the floor. LOL—I guess he got off too. We walk out together, noticing the two still in the showers. Pretty damm long showers, I. Could you please dance for me, please please dear…”Harini giggled “Rajesh, why not. I will definitely dance for you, but not today. I need to do it perfectly, you go to office one day, I’ll rehearse in home alone and I will perform it to you later. I want to do in best way and not just like that. As I have lost touch in dance for few years I do want to properly rehearse and do a perfect show. Dance is my passion so I don’t want to do a rough one. More over I’m going to here for months right?”. Sarah began to groan softly as she gasped knowing an intense climax was nearing and then her juices were shooting out almost as far as a man could ejaculate heavy semen, a prelude to an almighty orgasm that course through her entire body forcing her to rare up,to meet Johns tongue thrusts forcing him to swallow some of her copious fluids. So turned on now was my friend that he moved up and slipped his large prick in her pussy and started to fuck the juices out of her while I started to fuck her. She allowed her mind to drift to her memories of Michael. He was there, in his tuxedo, just as he was on their wedding day. She saw his smile, his perfectly straight, white teeth, his brown eyes twinkling with all the love that was in his heart for her that wonderful day. But this dream was different. Before, she always walked down the aisle, toward him, but this dream was different. Her feet couldn't move, she couldn't walk down that aisle. She looked down at the aisle, at her smiling husband,.