Soon I reached my climax and it was the best orgasm I had in a long while! Just the impact of the climax knocked me onto the floor on my butt, but I d...dn’t care. I kept pumping, arching my back, and letting out a soft moan.I lay there for a while and crawled over to my phone. “1:45 AM” it read. “I should head back now before the watchman comes up,” I thought. (For context, the watchman would come up to the terrace to switch on the motor for the water pump next morning.)I got up and walked over. While he was sitting on the floor, I unbuttoned his pants and pulled it till the knee level. He just moved his hips up to ease it. Now there is nothing to describe about his cock or mine as we were just kids and was probably 3″ or so but as juicy and tender as one could think. I started to touch and feel his cock and balls as usual and he looked normal. I rested my palms on the downside of his balls and moving my hand up while holding the balls. Then I was twisting his cock and then pulling it. " I know how to handle that," Tracie said. "The least risky way to disposeof the body is to donate it to science. Imperial College has a school ofmedicine and I've been in the hall where they keep the cadavers. I'lljust deliver it to the cooling area wearing a nurse's uniform. Nobodywill question me because they'll be grateful to get it without having tobuy the body of some tramp through a broker. We'll need a body bag, whichI'll have to get from the clinic. I have a couple of nurse's uniforms. He can’t help but laugh a little, telling me I’m smoking. I can feel it dripping from my pussy, my lips soaked with juices and water. He reaches around once more and begins to rub quickly on my clit, as the cube slowly melts inside me. The excitement of everything we've been doing drives me to the edge, my head rolling back. I can see him. He is kissing my shoulder, working my clit a little faster, and whispering dirty things in my ear. He tells me I’m his perfect little slut; no one can.