Carrie was waiting at the door with a towel for me. I was trying to dry myself as best as I could so I wouldn't drip on her floor and she was watching...me. She had a look on her face... I guess it was indecision, or maybe even concern about how I would react. I stopped toweling my hair and looked at her expectantly, forcing her to just say it."You're going to get chilled with your clothes that wet. How about..." she faded off."How about what?" I asked with a smile, enjoying seeing her. I went in again and again. I just wanted more. I thought the taste of pre cum would gross me out but that wasn’t the case either. I wanted to know what the final result would taste like.At the same time Geetha was now positioned below me taking me in her mouth using every technique that I think Ram must have taught her as she was never that gifted with me. I pulled myself away from Ram and told Geetha to take the rest of her clothes of. I wanted to see that body. I wanted to see what I had. Two pieces of papertowel will get soaked and I will have a mess but three will contain it. I can't let it just spray or I'll have to wash the walls. As with most guys, I don't like to taste semen after I have an orgasm. So, sometimes with my first cum I'll get into the bathtub on my back, raise my hips as much as possible and aim at my mouth. Sometimes I am successful, sometimes I have to wipe down the tub walls. With 7 to 11 streamers of cum, I usually get a shot or two in my mouth.After my. And when we were done, the tears were silently pouring down my face like rain. It didn’t go unnoticed by Kiera either. She gave me an odd look, but before she could say anything, I excused myself and walked out of the suite and through the back door of the studio to get some fresh air. For the rest of the morning Kiera gave me strange looks, but she remained silent and distant. However, after lunch break was over she returned back to being the same person she’d been upon our first meeting..