"Where'd you learn that?" Jorge asked"Jack taught me." So have you guys fucked yet?" No, he talked about it, but we were worried about the noise." Yea..., you're probably right about that, but you won't have to worry about that anymore." How come?" You can do it here." Thanks." I stuck him back in my mouth and went to work. A few minutes later he pulled me off."I want to cum on your face," he explained.I stood up and stripped off. I didn't want to get any stains on my clothes. I knelt down again. Quietly I lay sprawled out on his sofa, reading a nice little romantic fantasy-fiction. Whenever Ian tested his ideas I would pause on my reading to listen in. "...With a kiss on the cheek she'll be down on her knees begging please, baby, please..." were the lyrics he'd just sang as he strummed the musical instrument. "What kind of song are you writing?" I ask curiously. "It's a song I dedicate to my ex, Lexi," he smirked. "She's a dick-hopper." I knew Lexi; she and I had been best friends in. ”I’d made an omelette whith chirozo sausage, onions, and hot peppers, covering the whole thing with pepper jack cheese and hot sauce. He took one smell and rushed to the bathroom. Guess he wasn’t hungry. I enjoyed mine, though.He almost crawled to bed and didn’t stir until almost three. I was gone by then, doing the weekly shopping. He always insisted on going with me and I really enjoyed going alone for a change. I even bought some of the things I liked.He got up, moving slowly. I fixed him a. He was kissing my neck and at the same time tonguing it and it drove me CRAZY with lust. I reached for his beautiful dick and caressed it with my hand as my tongue licked him wherever I could. He raised his head and I lunged for his hot lips, plunging my tongue deep in his mouth and moaning my desire to him. He responded with his tongue furtively in my mouth and his own moans of pleasure. My left arm clasped him to me but my right hand couldn't let go of his engorged cock and I stroked it a.