We fell on the mattress; I was still on top of him, with my breasts mashed against his chest, exhausted, panting, and happy.Once I recovered and was a...ble to breathe again, I said, “Well, that was something. I think I want to do that again.” “Later,” David said, still panting and sweating.Giggling I said, “Of course. I give you time to recover.” I kissed him, then I moved down to his neck, his collarbone, down to his chest, taking time to suck his little nipples, then moving down to his hard. "We don't use condoms." Maybe you don't, Sir, but I do, no matter how much you're paying. I don't do bareback." Grabbing his balls and putting her mouth inches from his cock had him in no mood for fighting.She sucked his cock, and was surprised herself how well she did so through the latex. She was glad that it did not taste good. She liked tasting Charles' bare cock, a taste she was well familiar with. She was not here tonight to enjoy herself.Charles was having the time of his life. She. She looked atherself in the mirror.She was still wearing last night's makeup, no surprise there. Herlipstick, eyeshadow and mascara were streaked across her face and her hairwas a tangled mess; clumps of it were stuck together by substances thatshe'd rather not guess. She took her toothbrush and toothpaste into theshower and ran it at full force as hot as she could stand it. She brushedher teeth three times, rinsing with mouthwash each time, and then shewashed her hair and scrubbed her face.. Their hands would clasp, caress, fawn, fondle, grip, grease and hold, hit onto each other. Then they would move over each other's bulging trousers, groping over the shuddering mounds. They would also stray as long their hands would stretch and run and rub over each other's inner thigh. A climax was about to vent out in a colossal volcano in that dim dark corner of the hallowed hall. Their heart beats and the pulsations in their penises were in a wild race trying to beat each other. They cursed.