I could feel him swell in my mouth and my pussy was so wet with desire, but I couldn't stop. I wanted him to fuck me or someone to fuck me, so bad but...I was loving what was happening too much to stop. I wanted him to shove it so deep in my mouth and feel him explode down my throat. I just couldn't stop to be fucked. Moments later it happened. He let out a huge moan and i felt him get so huge in my mouth. He pushed my head even further down til it was tight against his body and thrust his. She chortled and saidthat my lessons weren't done just yet. Before I could say more the callwas over.As if on cue, there was a knock at my door. Wishing I wasn't in thoseawkward heels (why had I put them on again?), and that I had taken timeto change back into male clothing, or at least to remove that mortifyingmake-up, I went and opened the door a crack. There stood the disturbingcouple from the apartment opposite mine, who I had always avoided. Bothof them were tall and carried themselves. We were drenched in sweat like two marathon runners crossing the finish line. I lay down next to Alice, cuddled her close to my body, and caressed her face with my hand while my other hand cupped her breast and held her tight to me. Her words of satisfaction gave me a thrill. Egos love to be stroked.“Beautiful afterglow,” Alice muttered as she snuggled into me."Never better," I replied as I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a long, warm hug. A woman loves to be held after lovemaking is. The same as mine, Mary thought. Clearly, the Bishop was taking his revenge.“I’ll go and find you an overall, Imogen. You don’t want to ruin your lovely clothes.” She went out and searched through the cabinet. Mary quickly found some razors, shaving soap and a spare overall, and returned to the room. Imogen was taking off her top, pulling it over her head. Her hair rose up with the collar and Mary was stunned. Imogen had said that she was pierced and tattooed, but she did not expect anything.