He awoke a few hours later and went to the bedroom and got in bed alone. Several hours later he awoke to go to the bathroom and found Arthur in his ar...s. He returned to bed and had just awoken from his deep sleep of nearly eleven hours. He was thinking about the last 48 hours and all that had happened and was caressing his hard cock without even realizing what he was doing. It had been such an erotic two days!He got up and jumped in the shower for a minute and brushed his teeth, put on a pair. I let go of my cock to stop myself from reaching my climax and squeezed my tits as she continued masturbating. "Oh yes," she suddenly whispered. "Oh yes, Stephanie. Oh God, Stephanie, make me come. I'm so close." She was fantasizing about me fucking her and she went even faster. Her toes began to curl and her legs bent a little. She was on the brink of her orgasm. "Stephanie. Yes Stephanieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her entire body shook. Her toes curled even. We shared many intimate moments and we lived in a constant bromance, we got d***k together, slept in the same bed together, we would hug and kiss, share secrets, he was the first person I ever came out to, in fact he asked me out right if i was gay and i didnt deny it and he hugged me and i cried on his shoulder and nothing ever changed between us. We shared many homoerotic moments, cuddles, caresses. One time specifically comes to mind when he came up to my room looking for a condom, his. Then later in the evening, he fucked me again. About anhour and a half later. Twice. Something I'd never managed as a male,making love to women. The second time was up against the kitchen island,from behind again, which is how he likes to fuck me. He absolutelyadores holding onto my hips and slamming himself into my ass cheeks, ashe's drilling my pussy. He loves it. Which is how his wife Carol hadfound us, when she got home. She'd been out playing with her ownbisexual lover, a Jamaican.