" Were the last words I heard that night(This is over tomorrow, this is over tomorrow, this is over tomorrow)~ The Next Morning ~I was woken up the ne...t morning at around 9am, as planned, not by Kirsty,but by the sound of the front door closing.Not as planned.I jumped out of the bed, something was definitely wrong. The plan we hadmade, the plan that we knew wouldn't go wrong, was already going wrong.Maybe Kirsty just slept in... and the door closing, that was just Suzanneleaving late for work,. Surprisingly enough, I realized that I did enjoy it. I told her I did in fact enjoy it, every bit of it and every drop of it. I stood up and she reached for my cock again. It was almost hard again. Why it was hard after I had just sucked and swallowed a cock was a mystery to me. I was not surprised when she had me in her mouth again. When I was fully hard she asked if she could use my cock for her pleasure too. “How” I asked. “Fuck me Tom” was the answer as she turned and bent to present her. This isn't a casual brush off but why would it be? After all, we have some shared history now, Gwenda and me. "I'm going over to a wedding in Tobago. Relatives. I really can't duck it. I've got to be there. You could always come with me?" I would absolutely love to go to a wedding in Tobago with you, Gwenda but I have said 'yes' to Inga and Andrew. In the circumstances I think I should..." Yes, of course you should. You definitely should but ... well I am coming back, you know?" I should hope. After a few moments I slip another finger inside of you. After a few thrusts I slip my finger out and place it against your anus. You moan and lift your hips a little letting me know what you want. I gently push the tip of my finger into your ass. With each stroke my finger goes further and further inside you. Your breathing starts to quicken as you push your hips at me. After a few more strokes you cry out as your juices flow from your vagina. I slip my fingers out of you and lick you clean. .