He put his hand on the bulge of his shorts and rubbed slowly as he watched Marcia writhing on the bed. Slowly he rubbed and after a time his breathing...slowed down to a point that he no longer had to worry about waking the sleeping woman on the bed. After ten minutes or so, Marcia shifted her position as much as possible and had moved into a somewhat of a “doggie-style” position. Her hips were high as she rested the rest of her body low to the bed. In her sleep, she didn’t realize that she had. ”“What do you think, do you have an idea?” she asks quizzically.Luis gets up off the bed. He walks over to where Stephanie is standing holding the dress against her body. He towers over her tiny frame looking down at her.“I have an idea, but maybe it’s better if you choose,” Luis leans down giving her a small kiss.When he breaks the kiss, Luis grabs his phone off the bed. He doesn’t wait or give Stephanie a chance to answer. Left standing there to make her own decision, Luis walks out the door. .. over there the capitol dome ... over there ... overthere, I didn't know what that was yet.It seemed like the lightning was circling around me, spiraling steadilycloser. I cursed myself for not leasing an apartment in the suburbs, so Icould ride the bus in dry peace. But no, I plowed ahead, wishing the longblocks ahead would shrink.Especially, it seemed that I couldn't time the stoplights at all. Otherpeople scurried along, catching every light just as it switched to green.Not me. By the time. I swallowed his sperm and absolutely loved the felling and taste of having it in my stomach and mouth. He continued to shooot stream after hot, sticky stream into me, and I swallowed every drop. When his orgasm subsided, he seemed totally spent. I was not only happy to do that for him but also proud of himself for giving a man such a powerful orgasm.After that first time, it became a regular thing. What I soon found out however, was his ability to have multiple orgasms. He was a dream come true.