She leaned in so close to his ear that there was but a hair’s breadth between them. ‘Take them off,’ she whispered, and ran the tip of her tongu... around the outer curve of his ear. There was no going back now, even if he wanted to. Rupert obeyed, hooking his thumbs in each side of her panties and pulling them down slowly. He knealt as he did, and came to a stop on his knees in front of her. She looked down at him as he kissed her smooth shaven mound. He gripped her behind the knees and helped. He couldn’t see, but he didn’t need to. He’d built the place, twice. He’d repaired damn near every part of it. He’d lived there for more years than he cared to think about. He knew those halls like he knew his own hands.Down into the basement levels, into the old priest’s cloisters. Now they were the personal rooms. A single wall sconce lit the dark hall. He walked all the way to the end of the long hall. His room. It was never locked. His door was always open.Inside, his lantern burned dimly,. I considered another round but decided I’d rather have the real thing, so I hopped up and headed for the shower. As I was soaping up in the shower, my mind kept drifting to the night before and how badly I wanted Paul to fuck me again. This train of thought seemed to cause my cock to be impossibly hard and I decided again to take the matter in hand. As I was eating breakfast I was thinking about all the times that I wondered whether Paul was straight or gay and now I finally knew. It still. I can feel a little precum on the head. I can also feel her hand reach through underneath her and massage my balls slowly, then she takes hold of me and gently pushes me inside of her. We both moan as I start thrusting, first very long and deep thrusts, trying to bury everything I have inside, feeling her warm wetness around me I start thrusting faster, until I get a good rhythm pulling her hips onto me and thrusting at the same time. Going deeply inside her harder and harder, hearing my balls.