I replied him, “yeah, you too??”. We laughed at each other, and i explained him the situation and he assured that he would drop me off at my home....I gave him a cunning look and got onto his bike with a blush on my face, we both were happy about what happened. When we reached our apartment, it was still raining, so i asked him to come home for a coffee. I wasn’t having any plans until now, since i knew my mom would be home. We rang the bell, my mom opened the door and was shocked, and she saw. Then I let her up and she gasped and sputtered in surprise."Now, let's see how you suck cock. Let's see if you can suck like a proper fuckslut!" I said. I pushed my cock back into her mouth just as deep as before and she brought her hands up, placing them on my legs to push me away if needed."Put those fucking hands behind your back slut! You don't use anything but your fucking face hole, got it?" I barked.She put her hands behind her and nodded "Mmphmm" she said around my cock."Kelly, come. As I showered, I was aware of my arousal. My nipples tingled, craving further attention. After Phil had revealed that he had watched us and become aroused, I couldn't help but wonder whether he had done anything about it - or was perhaps doing so now? If he had stepped into the shower to join me, I think I'd have been powerless to resist!My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the bathroom door open.My first thought was that I was terrified that Phil was doing exactly what I had just been. Her right hand clenched inside her while, with her left, she pinched her nipple as hard as she could, trying desperately to recreate the intensity, to relive the explosion but, there, on her own, kneeling in the corner of her shower cubicle, the release was but a pale shadow and, whilst it would do for now, it had fuelled rather than sated the hunger within.Emotionally, physically and spiritually drained, Jasmine knelt on the floor of the shower cubicle and let the water wash over her. There.