Her moan was soft; a whisper on the wind, but it captured my attention completely. I watched as her hand moved slowly across her hip. I could see from...my vantage point that her pussy was waking and the morning light glittered against the moisture gathering there. I briefly wondered what she dreamt. Perhaps her dreams were filled with our meeting and the many ways I took her that day and long into the night. ** I found her outside a local open-air café. She was sipping a cold drink, trying to. His other hand massaged my balls. "Ed, that sure was a nice job you did there. I can't wait to feel my cum shooting into your mouth." I realized that, for the first time, I was wondering what that would feel like, too. "Once you get done it's going to be my turn to do the same for you. I mean, it's only right to return the favor. Don't you agree?" he asked. "That would be nice," I answered. I was already moving to take that wonderful cock into my mouth once more, wanting to feel it as his. She looked up at me and smiled a wicked smile, one a female lead police movie character performs when she has finally tracked down the antagonist and is about to close the cuffs for the final time. It was the briefest moment of nothing, that, I was sure of that, would have ended with me bursting anyway, as the look on her face had finally tipped me right over the edge. Luckily, she decided to take matters into her own hands. "Time to return the favor," she grinned. From that moment, everything. “You would play with her bum like that?” squealed Abigail Green, a look of shock distorting her normally placid face.“Of course,” I replied, busily scraping out my fat-free yoghurt pot. “Naturally, I would expect her to return the favour.”“Oh, I’ve never met someone that’s into that before,” she blushed in response.“I bet you have, but they’ve never mentioned it.” I turned to our fellow trainee medics for confirmation.All four were grinning and nodding.“Not sure about a dildo, but I do enjoy a.