Trouble is, the other person tends to want to keep having a go back. So I ended belting them." For the first time in a long while I felt somewhat awkw...rd explaining this to her. But she seemed glued to the conversation. "And you? No violence problems?" she asked. I felt even more awkward at that question. "Wrong. I do. But with Andy, his is explosive, extremely volatile. Whilst mine is cold and calculating, and to be honest done with careful execution. Please don't think less of me for this.. And you pull me close. I clutch the towel just in time to stop it from unwinding and falling down. You then kiss me to daze. I want to hold you, but I can't. You are deliberately thorough, and make it hard for me. I have my towel in a death grip instead. You then take my elbow and drag me to the dressing table. I can see to my knees in the mirror. You stand behind me, in a white shirt. Collar open, and sleeves rolled up twice to your forearm. Dark blue pants. You look crisp for someone who. .. this is going to be an ordeal. And I wondered how many times I would be jerking myself off alone in bed as I listened to Adam and Trevor fuck in the room next to me.*The day they arrived, I lingered at the office, nervous. I'd been edge all day--enough that a few people remarked on it. Finally, not able to put it off any longer, I put on my coat and caught a cab to the restaurant. I saw Adam right away. He was mid-laugh; Trevor sat with his back to the door, leaning forward, obviously. I reached the back of her throat and she moved back. Her headscarf rustled as she sucked, her blushing cheeks hollowing.“Yeah,” I panted, the pleasure surging through me. “And don't be shy with your tongue. Move it. Dance it around my cock.”Zahia whimpered and sucked. She danced her tongue around my dick. She caressed me as she bobbed and sucked. She was a fast learner. My dick throbbed and swelled, coming closer and closer to erupting into her hungry mouth. I would dump so much cum into her.