You use your fingertips massaging my scalp as you do I start to rub your shoulders as you finish washing my hair. I know what you want me to rub; your...cock is as hard as I look down, but I take your hand and turn you into the shower so the water is running on you. As I take your cock in my hands, I bend down and I start to suck your cock while I’m rubbing your balls with my hands so lightly, I’m taking your cock all the way down into my mouth. You tell me it feels so damn great when you do. " You want me to do what I did again. OK, if that's what you want. Let'ssee, it was something like this." He slid his hands up the backs of mythighs, under my shirt, and over my shorts-covered butt. I couldn'tbelieve that he was making direct contact with my butt, and with mypermission! Then, with his hands underneath my shirt like that, he tookhold of my hips and pulled me up into the air a bit, hooking a hand undermy stomach, and using his other hand to pull my shirt up once more,pulling it. "Damn! The alarm didn't go off!" She ran into the bathroom.I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. It occurred to me that I had not changed Martha's alarm back to its regular wake-up time after setting the alarm for Fiore's appointment the day before. Crap! As if I hadn't already disrupted Martha's existence!I ran into the kitchen and got the coffee started and made toast. In the bathroom, Martha was on the rampage, dropping bottles and jars, swearing like a sailor. She rushed into the kitchen,. I was hoping to talk to him to see if I was gay or was he just taking advantage of me. Did I send out some gay signal or something or was it that he drugged me, then raped me and when I came through he fucked me again. I did enjoy it and the money was good."He is in bed Jay, he is off work at the moment, but you can go up to him, boys like you always put a smile on his face." She said as she opened the floor wider and gestered to me to go up stairs.The stairs stopped just enough so the door.