I forgotSarah would soon be home and next I knew “Hello, couldn’t, wait for “Kitty” then?”She calls her pussy that as it,s soft and furry, l...ves cock cream and if it,s stroked properly she purrs! Sarah used to love the taste of cock cream when she was sexually active, sadly many years ago now. “Just having a glance at the magazines, luv!” “You carry on then.I,ll just take a quick shower as I,m all sweaty!” she began to head for the bathroom. “No don,t shower! I like to taste your sweaty Kitty. Sweet, yet almost scandalous, as you begin to increase the speed and pressure of your pelvis grinding down onto me. With each and every down stroke you add a very slight forward push with your pelvis that is making me almost yell out from the ecstasy. My hands are down around your hips pulling you in towards my hips at the same time, gripping you to the point of almost bruising you, but not quite.You are even more turned on by the almost animalistic state that you are putting me in, as you pull. Firstly because I never liked faggots. In fact I grew up in a far right family, my dad was a staunch fascist, so I grew up with the same ideas. A man never cries, a woman belong to the kitchen, faggots should be stoned, gypsies should be deported, and all that bullshit.Secondly because Marco seemed the opposite of a faggot, in fact when we frisked people, he was the more intimidating between the two of us.So saying that I was shocked is an understatement.I struggled to believe what he was. I stood by the bowl and gently pulled the waistband over my throbbing erection and dropped them to the floor, Abbey’s face was a picture as my throbbing meat came into view.Her jaw dropped, “OMG sir” she said as I stood there holding the veiny shaft stepping out of my shorts and turning to face her, “I don’t think I can pee with a boner Abs” I said giggling, “Would you like to help to get rid of it?” I continued and I could see in her eyes that she approved of my suggestion. “Mmm sir, I don’t.