It was finally and irrevocably over.He would normally have gone shopping for the week as his first task on Saturday, after which he would clean the fl...t throughout and change the bedding. Then he would do his washing. This time he did not want to leave the flat: he wanted to be there when Julie arrived. The last thing he needed was for her to have arrived with her stuff in his absence and be installing herself when he returned with the shopping.Instead, he changed the bedding, washed his. Before long, I was cumming like a dirty little whore in a public toilet. After the glorious orgasm, I cleaned up and came out. It was astonishing to see a girl standing there outside. I thought she had left. It was clear she knew what I did in there. She had a big smile on her face and glowing eyes. She winked at me, gave me a tiny slip of paper and headed out of the restroom. It was all a little embarrassing but it turned me on. The paper that girl handed me had her number on it and it read,. For now anyway. She went to a cabinet in the corner. She unlooked the bottom drawer and took out what could only be a butt plug. Oh shit! "Here's what's going to happen my big boy. You're going to take this up your bung hole and then you're going to fuck my ass. Hard. And deep. And I want it rough. Got it my lad?" I got it. I bent over the couch and she slowly eased the butt plug up my ass hole. Damn. This was new to me. I'd had plenty of ladies' fingers rammed in my ass while I fucked them or. “Hey, Janice,” her mother said. “Take George’s cock and give it a suck.” The girl took my limp penis into her mouth, ran her tongue along its underside as she sucked it, and then gave her mom a smile as William grinned, his own cock rising.“That’s you I’m tasting, isn’t it, Mom?” she said with a grin.“You’ve tasted it often enough,” her mom replied. “You ought to know what it tastes like! And you ought to know what George’s sperm tastes like!”“I never tasted them together, though. It’s weird..