As the shower water splashed on my back, my cock stayed rigid, pulsing with the thought of what occurred the night before, it was all so surreal to th...nk that the girl I fucked had only years ago been a man, Niall, my c***dhood friend and last night I fucked him raw, what did this make me? Just then I felt her hands reach around me and her flaccid she-cock pushing against my ass cheek. We didn't say anything, our actions spoke for us, I turned to face her and our lips met, her boobs pushed. Tim finishes, takes another sip of the wine, and thanks Abbie for thinking of him in this way. She blushes at the praise Tim is offering her. They lean back on the couch, both content, stroking each other’s thighs as they watch until the end of the show.Finished, Abbie turns the tv off and looks into Tim’s eyes deeply as she continues to wank his hard cock. His hand has dived under her pantie waist and is rubbing and pinching her clit. Both are staring into the other’s eyes, Abbie does read. These days, the place was probably owned by some guy named Nguyen, and his collection of English cooks were all named Jose or Maria. Now there’s an irony that would make Lord Nelson blanch. (Please don't bother looking that up. You're reading a fucking story, for crissakes.)Anyway, it was nearing Christmas the first time I ate at Bernie's. Handfuls of cheap-ass tinsel clung to the windows and strings of ancient, multi-colored Christmas bulbs were strewn along the dark wood and low ceilings as. She then moved aim over her face and I sprayed another jet all over her cheeks and nose, she then opened her mouth and moved my cock towards it while massaging my balls at the same time and wanking me until she drained me into her mouth swallowing the lot. She gently sucked me for a few minutes after I came which felt amazing.Kerra asked me to get the wipes that were on the bedside table while she cleaned her self up. We chatted for a few minutes whilst cuddled in together and I was pleased at.