Bang. Nothing. Locked. Shit.You scramble to your hip for your handgun and nearly lose your grip, but ha, its still in your hand. You aim at the handle...and fire, once, twice, sending a fresh wave of excited cheers through the monkeys above.You slam your shoulder into the broken door and barrel through just as the creature leaps at you.You curse and scramble back on your ass, watching it flail and roar and reach for you, hunger in its dark eyes - but it's stuck. It's too wide, and its body is. How could I mind I thought? I turned and started to soap his beautiful body. I started with his head and worked my way down. I avoided his cock and ass as I wanted to save the best for last. I then turned him around and began to wash his butt. I reached in between his cheeks and gave him a thorough cleaning inside and out. When I pushed my finger into his hole he bent over so I could view my fingers working into him. My cock was now hard as I continued to massage his prostate with one hand and. My heart began to pound as I idly toyed with the prospect of anonymously sucking off a stranger. I began to imagine how his cock would feel in my hands, on my lips, in my mouth. With rapidly growing curiosity, bordering on obsession, I began to picture his climax, to imagine what it would feel like to have him cum in my mouth. A shiver of excitement rippled through my body as I began to wonder how I would take it; would I swallow, would I take it on my face or would I spit? Would I even be able. I especially wanted to stop indulging in "dirty sex". Having it off with strangers was disgusting and rather dangerous, although it was so incredibly exciting. I still got my urges of course, but I managed to satisfy them by masturbation and heavy use of my vibrators and dildos. I did pop in to see Carol to return her double dildo. Even though she wanted me to stop for a quickie, I told her that I was late for an appointment and that I'd see her later.After two days spent cooped up indoors, I.