His body stiffened, he was unloading into the pussy. From my point of view he must have squirted about 5 or 6 times before he pulled it off his cock, ...nd he shot a few more streems of sperm into the air as he grabbed his cock with his fist! I was going nuts. After a few minutes, Keith got up and went into the shower. I looked at the bed and saw the pussy lying near the edge. I thought, I would love to have that pussy now! Cum flowing out of the lips and a couple of stray shots on the out. Tears filled her eyes in both embarrassment and fear of whoever may be her rescuer. A nervous looking face peered in to the bathroom, finally settling on her tear scarred face. The mans look softened to her. "How can I help? What has happened." He asked. As best as she could through her own crying she explained her predicament. He quietly knelt down and peered into the bath. A blush rapidly rose up his throat and almost to his eyebrows. " I'm sorry miss but I'm going to have to touch you!" he. How could she have not even given him a thought? After all, he had been the second guy she had slept with when she had been a naïve eighteen year old. He had been her dirty little secret and she had been his. He had liberated her sexually and Binky had developed a penchant for sucking him off on their way to her gymkhanas. “Marco, it’s so nice to see you again,” Binky flashed him her brightest of smiles as she pushed Jasper into his stable before bolting the door. She leant on the stable door. I assumed she had orgasmed due to the amount of noise and moans she had produced and did not have the energy to go on. I, on the other hand, had not cum and was still up for more.She said something in Italian, which of course I did not understand and kissed me again with gratitude. She was very sweet and said something on the lines of. “I need a break and a drink. Oh, and nice cock by the way.”I sat there watching her walk away, my trousers around my ankles, my arse stuck with sweat to the fake.