... and then what? I vaguely recall leaving the premises, held close to his gorgeous body, whispering to each other of our secret fantasies, the ...nes we had shared so often in words, but had never had the chance to take further. I could not however, recall getting back to our hotel, a rambling old building to the rear of the Cathedral, where he had booked us a room under the name of 'Smith', not original, but we were amused by it. My mind was wandering, I again tried to reach out to get. With your face down on the covers, you reach back and spread yourself open for me. Good girl! Here it comes baby. You feel the massive head begin to work its way inside, and you can only hold yourself open so far. Half way down the shaft your lips cling to the side, and roll inward. You bite the sheets due to the light pain, but never request me to stop. I can feel your skin as it drags against the remaining part of my cock still being pushed into you. I pull back and can see the shiny covering. You can do whatever you want with her, take anything you want. Who could blame you for using this opportunity to finally make things right?You approach her again, circling her. You slip your finger under the leather straps around her wrists to test them for unwanted slack. Quite unnecessary from what you can see, but a lovely effect nonetheless. Taking hold of her wrists, you slide your hands downward into the soft, moist hollows of her armpits to check her grooming. She utters a cry of protest. It felt so incredible breaking in his virgin hole, feeling his guts repositioning around my cock, that I came even before I started fucking him. I kept myself as deep in his ass as possible, as I came down from my come, and once I’d gotten my breath back, I started fucking him. That load, however, ended up in his mouth. I pulled out of his ass, spun him around and got him busy cleaning my cock. I couldn’t hold out too long and rammed my cock down his throat and started spurting my cum. .