" As I continued masturbating, my load got closer and closer to shooting out. I opened my legs wider. "Stan, I think your performer is going to cum!" ...he gentleman was right. I was edging closer and closer to the finish. I started to caress my balls and stroke my cock, moaning and undulating my hips for the benefit of Stan's audience. I then started shooting my load, rope after rope of cum, all over my chest and belly. I came a lot. Stan, who by now was naked and stroking, came over to me with. Her eyes had an expression of satisfaction and love. The lust in each other’s eyes the previous night is still in front of my eyes. As the bus entered the city, she told me that she doesn’t want to part from the hug, and our bodies have become one now. That added to my morning hard-on. Then we decided to meet again during the vacation and got down at the bus stop. While walking towards the cab, my hands were still on her ass. She looked blushingly at me when I gave a light press.. She cupped each breast into her hands and squeezed, bringing them up high on her chest.She marveled at the perfect symmetry of each orb. Luscious and full. The smoothness of her flesh, soft and rounded.Laying back into her pillow with her knees brought up just slightly, her nightgown hiked itself up just baring the patch of curly bush. She felt as a sudden breeze made its way into the room fanning her exposed labia. Again her fingers tugged on the hardened nipples, then circled them and pinched. ” With that, she sat down across the Simian, gathered her long tail in a natural all feline manner, as if she really was a Togress.The syndicate boss leaned forward. “I think it is over forty orbits since you have been seen. It was a sad day for the Baro, as Largo died, and I took the reins. I know what you and the Togar did for the Baro.”“It was a sad day indeed, and I am sure Largo is in a better place and is pleased with the direction you are taking the business.”“You would not have come.