It was hot by now and felt good on my back. I turned around, let my chin rest on my chest, closed my eyes and just stood there with the hot water play...ng on my head. And then I took myself in my hand and started playing with myself. Lightly, softly, slowly. Not my usual rush. All the time with a picture of Les in my head. My hand and my prick were no strangers to each other and hadn't been for 4 or 5 years. But I'd never been as gentle. I stood there in my own little world with the hot water. It feels so good, the other nipple is brushing against my arm, and the heavy fullness of my breast grazes your skin. It is hemmed in on all sides and it aches for more, more then a brush, more then a breath. Frustrated, almost as if it had a mind of its own the nipple is reaching farther towards more contact. I place my hand over it, palm against the nipple, fingers embedded in my breast. I squeeze tight; grasping, pinching myself. Sinking into the soft, yielding flesh. Loosening my grip, red. Johnnie moaned but was quickly slapped in his face to shut him up. Soon the man was removing John’s belt, undoing his buttons and pulling off his jeans with the crumply underwear. By now Johnnie was removing his own shoes and quickly returned to his knees, all naked in front of the man. As John reached for the man’s belt, the most obvious object to be removed now, but the man pushed his hand away, warning him for not being impatient. Suddenly there was a slight movement felt in the room and. As I sit there on the edge of the bed you bend over and reach back in between your legs and grab my hard cock which is covered in your pussy juice. Your ass is right in my face as you continue to gently stroke my cock. I take my hands and put them on your butt cheeks and spread them apart. I let a little spit drip onto your asshole then I lick it up. I continue to tongue your ass I you stroke my cock. I tell you that I'm getting close to cumming. Before you kneel down to finish me off you.