Watching the enjoyment her stroking brought to his wet face convinced her that this was to be her cock, regardless of who it was attached to.
I was hard again very quickly fortunately. I didn’t need her mouth to help me. I took my time and this time took things slowly and quietly.
That glow. That utter contentment to let go and be damned with the consequences. Returning to our room, fed and wined, we were all hands and desperate kisses.