He was in a long corridor, white and cool but with a clear sense of heat beyond its walls. The stonework was pierced, decorative. Bas-relief carvings ...ine the walls, elaborate scenes featuring improbable sexual antics featured at every turn.At the far end of the corridor he saw two figures both dressed in Indian costume. One, the man, beckoned him. The other, the woman stood quietly beside him.From beside them another two figures emerged. To their left Dr Strange, looking just as Steve Ditko. He had brought Chinese food for them, and they sat on her floor and ate it while watching a movie. Jen was feeling the intensity, and wondered if he felt it too. He could try something and she wouldn't turn him down. She wondered if he knew that. Maybe she should make the first move.Why not? she thought. She would wait for a lull in the movie. She stood up to get something else to drink, using that as an excuse to sit nearer to him when she came back. She sat right next to him, closer than she. I was wondering what she was doing there and then realized that I have folded my legs in such a way that my knee was facing the sky and there is a big gap through which my penis would have been visible to her, but still I was not sure whether she was looking at my dick!!?After finishing her work as usual she called me and I went along with her to lock the house and came back, none of us spoke about what happened in the terrace. Next day morning I deliberately waited for her to come to the. -I’m going to finish inside of you K!I blurt out with a grunt.-Cum inside me Smitty! I want to feel your warm gooey mess deep inside my ass!!K yells out. I lean in and kiss K, fucking her in missionary position. K holds my left hand, squeezing it tightly each time I thrust deep into her ass. My body is swept away by the sensation of orgasmic bliss once my loads spit out of my cock. My cock throbs, releasing my milk deep into K, spurting out multiple ropes of my seed. K groans with each.