The permission was obvious.I thought about asking her how well she wanted to be cleaned, down there, and then I realized how stupid that would sound.A...most carefully, I dipped the cloth and wrung it out again. I laid it on her mound first. She sucked in air. I pushed it down, letting the cloth spread her lips, except that didn't work. Her hips jerked. I reached with my left hand and pulled her lips apart. As the cloth cleaned her there, and scraped across her clit, I saw it bulge, and actually. I could wait for everything that I knew my lady had in store for me. I laid on the bed and placed my hands in between my legs to feel my own warmth and moisture. I was warm and I could feel as I my juices were still flowing. I proceeded to touch my clit and imagine it was Jay’s tongue that was still working its magic on my body. Then I took my two fingers and eased them inside of me. “Jay,” I moaned wishing that she was laying in the bed doing this instead of me. I worked up a rhythm with. I lay on my back so that he could kneel before me. I fondled his balls and leaned forward to suck his throbbing cock while he stroked it. I felt him tense and he let go of a load that blanketed my face and chest. It felt so good I rubbed it in and tasted some while he held me, battling to catch his breath.He confessed that he’d dreamed about that for a few weeks, that I was his favorite at the gym, and he hated blondes. I stroked his limp cock which was still very big and fat. “We should do. “Why don’t you look at my dick again?”Kurt didn’t say anything. He felt ashamed that he was feeling this way about Damien. And he was blushing big time. He just sat there. Damien had caught him out. He knew how he felt about him. Then he pulled Kurt up from the bench and he saw his boner tenting his footie shorts.Kurt wanted the ground to open up and swallow him.Damien laughed.“What’s this? Horny boy?”He flicked Kurt’s boner through his stretched nylon shorts with his finger. “Aaah!”Caught him.