I knew something was up. I just said "Hi, Tim. Doing laundry?" and immediately felt like an idiot, since neither the washer nor dryer was running, ...nd he didn't have his laundry bag. He stammered something about losing a sock last time, but as I walked around him to the dryer, I saw his dilemma. He was only wearing an old, thin college t-shirt and an even thinner pair of running shorts. Tim had a boner, or hard on, erection, whatever you want to call it. It was a huge one, and I have. The other man had been standing in front of her, his long slender cock deep in her mouth as she sucked hard on him. Her saliva glistened on the shaft as he slid from within the hold of her lips, her tongue moved around his cockhead as he cried “Ja, Ja, Maria! Das ist gute!”. I had pushed two fingers deep into your twat as you came with the spasms of your release gripping my fingers tight. You had realised your German namesake on screen was being fucked hard and suddenly your pussy was sucking. “You certainly do on me!”We got up and removed the rest our our clothes. The rest of her body was as sexy as her tits. She stared at my penis in wonder.“That thing is the biggest I’ve seen, not that I have seen too many.”“Thanks.” We got back on the bed and picked up where we left off. Her hand grasped my cock and she gently stroked it as I went back to loving her boobs. I pushed them together and licked and sucked her nipples at the same time, making her moan. I reached down and started. We got me into my towelling robe and made the short wheelchair ride tothe wet room. With Paul's help, I managed to sit on a stool and aftergetting rid of the robe Paul proceeded to wash me with a professionalefficiency. The problem was that being washed by someone else is for mea very sensuous experience. I had once been entertained by a Japaneseclient to a so called geisha bath and had been bathed by a beautifulJapanese girl. That was undoubtedly one of the most erotic experiences Ihave ever.