”“Well, you can practice on me, see how you like it,” Nick said, smiling again.He reached again into the backpack and brought out a little bottl... of lube.“You were ready for anything, weren’t you?”He laughed.“I try to be,” he said.“Well, I don’t know if I can go again.”“I’ll bet you can,” he said.He bent down and took my cock in his mouth. In barely a minute I was hard again.“See?” he said.He lay back on the towel, his knees up and legs spread apart. His cock was semi-hard and his balls hung. I removed my thong with a gentle grace which was almost beyond me, and as I leant in to embrace him I paused my hand under his nose for a little longer than neccesary, I wanted him to smell me, be ready for how much I needed this fuck. His gaze met mine for the first time since the bar, he began to kiss me passionately, fucking my mouth with his long, wet tongue, letting me know what he had planned for my pussy later.As the taxi drew up next to my town house I was shaking, with a casual nod of. I tried to turn away but was drawn to look at his cock. Alan said that I'd better get washed quick otherwise we'll end up getting shouted at for taking so long. I started soaping my cock and immediately started to get hard, Alan saw this and said 'you like soap too then', looking at my cock. We were both standing facing each other with our soapy cocks out straight, I mumbled 'yes, it feels nice', he agreed that he liked it too. We finished washing and stepped out of the shower covering our. Even though it hadn't yet started she would still wear the sanitary napkin to keep Gary away. It looked like it might be a day or two, maybe even three, before she would tighten up enough that Gary wouldn't notice when they made love.She thought back to the night before and how it had gone and she realized that she had loved every last bit of it. Her pussy tingled while she relived it in her mind. It was too bad that it would never happen again. She remembered how she had felt when she slid.