I took her nipple in my mouth and started licking it like a small baby and pressing her other boob.I can hear her moans in my ear. Baby press it hard.... Suck it. It is all yours. Her words were turning me on. We did all this for an hour. Now my tool was eagerly waiting to come out of my pants. Without wasting any time I removed her lower part of her clothes and panties and she removed mine pant. Her vagina was clean and I too cleaned all the hairs before going to her place.She again sat on my lap. Lick the head... good girl ...swallow....again...kissit...that's nice... Good bitch... now the balls .... Now look up at me andsmile."I did as I was told, cum all over my face and hair, tears streaming from myeyes and trying to smile at the man who just used me to pleasure his cockwith my mouth."Now thank me" For what?"For teaching you what you are... a sissy cocksucker, faggot, pussyboy." But I didn't want that" No? What's that" I looked down to see my own puddle of cum on my stomach.I had cum. . “ ... smooth, round and bare ... just lovely!” murmured Gemma.She gave Keith a long soft kiss on his lips to which he didn’t respond but Gemma didn’t mind in the least. It was enough to be naked in his arms and to enjoy that beautiful feel of his bare skin on her bare skin ... just beautiful she thought.Those two naked bodies slept like that in Keith’s little bungalow until just an hour before sunrise when Keith found himself alone on the bed. Gemma had disappeared into the night to get ready. I liked her room much more than mine.“We can’t. I haven’t changed the sheets.”“Who cares?”“I do. There’s blood on them. We’re sleeping in your bed.”When we finally made it to bed, Rory cuddled to me. There was a new comfort between us. Tense expectancy was missing, that little thrill of possibilities. But, what replaced it was easy intimacy, pure pleasure, and the promise of new experiences ahead - a far stronger emotion.The week passed very quickly. Skipping work on Monday had put me behind..