Couples collecting their thrown clothes from the floor and furniture. People going about their regular lives in the street so many floors below. The s...ower in our en-suite running... I get halfway through thinking "...who the fuck is in our bathroom?" when the events of the past few hours flood my memory like a vivid dream. Nothing more is said as I am undressed by you both, giggling with each other, fuelled by Champagne and lust, kneeling in front of me, trying to decide between you who will. ...her legs were wide, and she had the fabric of her panties stretched so tightly aside i thought the leg opening would split...she was trembling violently as i placed my cock between the thick lips and slid it up and down.....under her erect clitoris, bathing the tender underside of my cock with her fluids...feeling the rigid tip of her clit on my most sensitive area.....i came in torrents, the semen gouts painting her heaving ribcage.....her bra, her hair, the sheets beyond, even the carpet. There was not fitting chair in the back room so I sat on an old desk as Mark eventually found the right size. He took his time again, no doubt so that he could continue to look at my cunt which was even more visible to him when I opened my legs even further. I stood up and did a trial walk and when he stood I could see that he had a hard-on. “So, what do you think?” He asked me smiling. I was about to tell him that it appeared that he had a nice dick but then I realized that he was asking about. She tried to move but was not able to move from clutches and slowing started to respond to my kiss I stopped kissing the first word she uttered that I missed you and your cock darling without any further delay I started kissing and removed her top and shocked to see a tattoo with my name still there on her right boob I asked why did she did not remove it the answer she told was bit shocking she told “i still love you and will always through out my life”. I was bit shocked as well happy upon.