Standing in his bedroom the one door of the wardrobe is missing altogetherthe other hanging on for dear life by it last remaining hinge, the hangingra...l sloping with his suits and jackets crushed together.The drawers of the small bedroom unit all open with items in totaldisarray scattered all over the floor, as if he just had been burgled, hewould not know if he had or had not been.His bed typical of most males is unmade and the carpet needs replaced ithas seen better times.Five foot four. " He asks" what way do you want me?" I tell him that I want him on his back so I can fuck him like a woman. He rolls onto his back on the couch, and I slide up to him, placing my cock against his hole, and slowly push into him, making him moan about how big I felt, and to put it all into his ass, and fuck him like a bitch. I start fucking him slow, and deep. I was never as hard as I was that night. After about 20 minutes of fucking him, he said he wanted me to do him doggy style. I pulled. I knocked on his door. “Chels is that you?” “Yeah, I need to talk to you” “Come in then…” I entered the room. I was a little bit shocked ‘cos he continued to masturbate. “Daniel, about before…well…” and then I snogged him. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and I returned the compliment (I know it’s not a compliment but oh well) he slowly repositioned me on top of him. “Chelsea, are you sure you want to do this? You’re still a virgin” “Yeah I’m sure, oh god, I can't believe we’re actually. “Okay, try carefully to blink now.”“I think that helped, thank you.”“What’s your name?” the woman asked.“I’m Esther. This is Alex.”“I’m Marisol, the man you helped is my husband, Carlo. Thank you very much.”“It doesn’t look like your eyes were scratched, but you should get some eye drops to clear them out and soothe the inflammation. Come with us, there’s a drug store on the corner over there.”As Esther helped Carlo, he was apparently getting turned on by her gentle touch and the soft sensation.