I want to just melt into the moment, but I know it’s a lie. He’s just buzzing with post-orgasm endorphins.No one really wants me. Not all of me, a...yway. They want my hands, or my mouth, or my ass. Not my heart. Not my mind. Not any other part of me.I’m fine with that, of course. I don’t hate myself for being a dirty little slut that other men pay to use. I don’t mind that I’m just another whore, that others will come before me and more will come after.Okay. I mind a little bit. But then I get. She resolutely refused to think about what she was doing as she lowered his pants and then his underwear to his knees… But suddenly there it was: his cock, bobbing in front of her face. Ohhh… So strangely shaped, so oddly beautiful. She risked a glance up at Jack’s face and then quickly lowered her gaze again. She unfolded her panties and held them up in the palms of her hands for a moment, like an offering, before wrapping them gently around his shaft. She began stroking him again, slowly,. He started trailing kisses down the front of me again, and when his lips locked on my nipple, I came instantly. All the build-up from the day and that was all it took for my first orgasm of the night.After I orgasmed, he looked up into my bright colourful eyes before dropping to his knees between my already shaking legs. He pulled his fingers out of my dripping wet pussy and began to gently kiss and nibble my inner thigh.He started just before my knee and worked his way up until I felt his. I tore my eyes from her toes and glanced nervously over my shoulders to make sure we weren't being watched my an inquisitive neighbour. "No, Jerry, keep looking at my pretty feet. Do you remember squirting your warm cum all over my foot the other night?" I nodded. Then I felt her thumb rubbing against my sensitive frenulum. "Oh Godddd!" I moaned, as I felt the first signs of an approaching orgasm. She smiled at me, recognising the signs as my cock throbbed under her fingers. "We can't leave.