This was exactly the summer hook-up I needed. A hot chick with huge tits who’s now reaching in my suit. Ah fuck, I thought. She’s grabbing my cock... More. More, please.She stroked me so good while my suit fell to the floor. I didn’t realize it, but the shower was still going and the room was steaming up. “Come join me,” she whispered in my ear. She then turned around with her hand still wrapped around my cock and pulled me towards the shower. When she stepped in, I followed her inside. The warm. " I extended my open palm upward after my fumbled finger snap made no sound."They're my prisoners," Fitzwater's eyes narrowed and his body tensed."Not anymore, bail has been paid," the Society's commander took several steps forward and changed her grip on her rifle.I moved a couple of paces away from his mount and handed Sheila the Court Order. I casually aimed in PissWater's general direction as my chief examined the official-looking certificate."Keys please," I repeated and corrected my. I turned, and there was my ex. I had to let out my second gasp in a matter of minutes. First, there was a gorgeous French woman dressed in black, and then I come face to face with my ex looking stunning in a figure-hugging red dress. It turned out that my Father had invited my ex as a surprise. That was an understatement. Anyway, after a couple more drinks, the French girl asked if I was having a party at my flat. Before I could reply, my ex suggested we should go back to mine. All of us!. He took my seat and, I plopped myself in his lap and put my one arm around his neck. After the flurry of ‘hellos’ we settled down to our meals, my bloody Mary and sausages and, a lot of talk. I had no reason to ask him anything. The greeting, being allowed to sit on his lap, his one hand on my leg, said it all – my position in his life was still safe. How I was gonna’ get around my sore bottom and, my sore cunt, was something I’d have to – maybe – wiggle my way out of.When things settled down.