"Hey, Robbie, is that you in there?" It was Pete, one of my housemates, home early from work."Uh yeah." I called out."Well hurry up! You've been in th...re fucking ages. I need a piss!" Sorry." I turned off the water, grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. My erection still firm in front of me, was making a tent in the towel. I grabbed my clothes and held them over my crotch but, as I opened the door, the look in Pete's eyes told me I wasn't fooling anyone."Jeez, guy! You have a room. I knew her favorite perfumes and the names of her favorite shades of lipstick. The memories felt like a natural part of my everyday life. I knew how Leila felt about Kenny, I mean me. That was not a surprise and it made me feel a little more secure. Her feelings were even more intense than I had realized.We reached the parking lot and I walked around to the passenger side of Leila's car. "Honey," Leila said, "you better drive it. You have the keys in the pocket of your shorts anyway. Well you. Finally he grasped at my bra cups and pulled them down while he reached behind to unclasp it. He pulled his cock out and now pushed me down on to my back and straddled my face while his fingers brushed my elongated nipples. I opened my mouth to accept him as he pumped in and out. I reached around to his hard ass and pulled him in deeper and faster wanting to feel his load in the back of my throat as much as I wanted to feel that beautiful cock in my pussy. I was soon rewarded. Things were progressing nicely when, in her discarded purse on the floor, her cell phone began to “ring” a snippet of the latest pop song. “Ohhh, fuck,” she groaned, pulling my cock out of her throat, leaving a long streamer of spit between my bright red and purple staff ,and her bright red and pink lips. “Ignore it… you can call them back,” I grunted insistently, waving my cock in her face. “I can’t,” she said in a tone full of lamentation, “that ringtone means it’s my agent. It could be a.