She was only in with David yesterday. Where are you?’ ‘The Moto-Lodge.’ ‘Are you sober… no let me rephrase that. How much did you drink last...night?’ ‘Best part of a bottle of rum.’ ‘Don’t drive. I’ll pick you up. When can you be ready?’ ‘I’m ready now.’ ‘I’ll believe that when I see it. Forty-five minutes.’ ‘OK, bye.’ ‘Bye.’ Milla collected me, drove to her office, and started to sort my future. ‘Right, go put the kettle on. I’ll take a coffee’. I trotted off to the kitchen and did as I was. One time they even kept going after I came in and said hello. They seemed to be right in the middle of it. I decided to sit at my desk and pretend to work and not notice they were fucking each other’s brains out. I couldn’t help but watch of course. She was very beautiful, of course living together we’d seen each naked all the time, but riding Jamal’s cock she was breathtaking. She was riding him for everything she was worth and rubbing her clit. She screamed I’m cumming! Jamal moaned as she. He gripped my ass and hauled me up higher, forcing himself tight to me, between my bared legs, his fingers almost bruising as he kissed and sucked at my tongue.His kiss was pure cocaine, an addictive high, as he settled himself between my thighs. He was rock hard behind his pants, and I could feel how wet I was as he rubbed himself eagerly against my bared folds. The slightly rough material made me hiss into his mouth and he groaned in return and pressed harder. We were both eager for a joining. Tickling my cock with feathers was not going to make me cum, but it was an intense pleasurable feeling. My cock pulsated and jerked with each soft stroke of the feathers, causing pre-cum to dribble out and run down the side of my hard shaft. Adding to the pleasure was watching Gail lightly stroke my cock with the two feathers and the look on her face. Clearly, she was one of those ladies who enjoyed teasing, and the pleasure she was getting from tickling my shaft and balls only gave me more.