Without even thinking, I said 'lets go upstairs. I need to shower.' Every girl I had ever gone down on had always insisted on having showered recently... especially if analingus was potentially going to be involved. I now understood why. To be completely liberated, I had to KNOW that I was clean. He watched me shower, and wash myself thoroughly. Afterwards, I dried, and leaned against the well lit bathroom counter and spread my legs. 'Do you want this?' I said, my voice shaking... Josh did. I was a little taken aback, but then it wasn’t like he hadn’t touched me before. I stood there and let him run his hands all up and down my body over my clothes. He was slow about it but made sure to touch all the right places. He started kissing my neck and running his hands up and down my chest and back under my shirt while fondling my tits. My heart rate was ramping up and my breathing getting heavy. Then he made his way down the front of my thighs and up the inner thigh over my jeans to my. After a while like that, he turner me to the other side, licked my ass, spat into the hole there and started finger fucking me there as well. I felt my buttocks violently moving up and down and I was biting the mattress hard.-www….ah!-My eyes were closed tight. My fingers were trying to tear off pieces of the mattress. After a while like that, he stopped and alternatively kissed my buttocks a few times, stood up and went to wash his hands, as I laid there, almost passed out but ready for the. Eventually my cum discharge ceased and my orgasmic sensations died away. Slowly all my feelings and senses returned to normality. As I recovered sensation, I realised that Mike was now masturbating his own cock due to the fact that I had lost the motion in the middle of my own orgasm. As he wanked away, his hand a blur on his meat, I sensed he was near to cumming. So I took control of his cock again and jerked stronger. After a few seconds of this cock manipulation by me, he whispered that he.