After a couple of minutes, her hands fell limply to her sides and I could feel that she was dead weight in my hands. I pressed her head down in the wa...er for a few more minutes before I pulled her head out of the trough and let her fall onto the floor with a thud. Her face has turned ashen but she was otherwise still a beauty. She must have gulped down a lot of water because her belly looks bloated and was pushing uncomfortably against her tight dress. There was also water dribbling out from. ‘My pubic area is completely shaved apart from a small tuft above my member. In order to achieve a really good grade-one erection, like I do when you turn me on and edge me, I am wearing a skimpy crotch-less black male g-string, and using a vacuum pump, cock ring and baby oil. ‘I am sitting on a stool and flash open my dressing gown so I am almost naked with my feet barely touching the floor in front of a wall length mirror, thinking about and concentrating on your glorious ass. And some pics. "Good!" he said, then turned to Eddie and repeated it. "He's good!"The whole thing took about 5 minutes, I'd guess, and now it was Eddie's turn. While I was blowing Jose, Eddie had taken off his clothes, and now he was standing there naked. "I might take a little longer," he said. "That OK?" I didn't say anything, just ran my hand over his belly, down across his crotch, just brushing against his cock, then cupping his balls in the palm of my hand. They were already pulled up tight against his. The door opens and a balding middle-aged man with no shirt appears. "Pizza. Oh good. How much I owe you?" he asks. "That'll be ten bucks," replies Joe. "Here." "Thanks" says Joe. Joe returns to the car. Pete is still at the wheel with the engine running. "Damn Joe, you fucked all those cheerleaders already. You are the man," Pete says sarcastically. "All right, all right." Joe mutters. They return to the pizza place. Joe goes in. "I have two pies going to 178 Bradley Court," his boss tells him..