Lekin woh use dekh kar nazar andaaz kar rahi thi. Koi shak nahi tha ki unhe pata hai ki main unhe dekh uttejit ho raha hun. Woh mere kandhe ko dhakelt... hui mujhe palti aur fir sabun ko mere peeche kamar par lagane lagi. Dheere dheere neeche mere gand tak pahunchi.Woh mere nange gand par apni geeli haat se ek thappad markar boli: Bade badmash ho gaye ho.Main muskurata raha aur woh mere gand par sabun lagati rahi. Fir unki ungliya mere gand ke beech halki si ghusi to main thoda aage jhuka. Jisse. Every guy tastes different, but he was actually yummy. I wondered what his diet was. Once my throat was used to his girth and his cock was slick and slobbery, I pulled back long enough to take a deep breath through my nose and used the lungful of air as a reserve to slowly push my face down as far as it could go. He reached the back of my throat and it took me a second to get the angle right and push him further, sliding my lips down his shaft until my nose touched the wall. Thankfully, I had a. And there he was, stripping off the leather cod-piece/g-string/thonglooking thing he'd been wearing. His regular clothes were alreadylaying out ready to be put on but to my delight Dan chose to take ashower before dressing. I watched the muscles of his sweet ass bunchand relax as he walked around the corner to the shower. I couldn't waitfor him to come back, because then I'd get to see his wet cock as hewalked towards me.My skirt was up, my tiny clit in hand when my Dan came back around. Except it wouldn't go away.I kept thinking back to 'The Experiment'.That was chocolate.That was sex.Boy was that sex - oh yes and it was hot.That's one of the problems about chocolate - as if you need me to tell you - it gets hot, it melts - oh and it gets messy - very, very messy.What was that quote of Woody Allen's - 'if it ain't messy you ain't doin' it right.'Yeah or some such thing - whatever!Let me tell you about it.Sam had read about it somewhere, some stupid article in a women's.