Annie squeezed her tighter, and Nat began to question Annie’s fear.“Annie, are you okay?”“I’m sorry, Nat. If you want me to move, I will.”...“It’s okay. I like it. And I’m pretty sure you like it to.” Annie lifted her head and they began to kiss, softly at first. Nat tasted like vanilla lip-gloss, and Annie was a mix of lipstick and loneliness. Hands were soon inside shirts, and Annie was soon sitting on Nat, knees on the chairs next to them.“Please, Annie, not here, there’s other people around. Even as she did so, a long low moan of female pleasure drifted out of the boudoir door behind me.She made to say something, but I frowned at her and put my finger over my lips. Then, reaching down, I undid the silk ties that secured my robe at the waist. Pulling it open, I displayed myself to her. She grinned with naughty delight, just about managing to avoid rubbing her hands together, and scuttled silently past me and back along the corridor, past the boudoir door, and into the storage room. He wanted to sink his cock deep into Caleb and fuck the man until he couldn't walk straight. "Lucien, please" Caleb whimper as he half-heartedly stroked his leaking member. It wasn't any good, he was on the brink of coming but his body wouldn't let him. It was as if his own physical actions were incapable of allowing him to climax. The stroking felt good and he marveled at how slick his hand had become, but it brought no relief. Caleb was on the edge of sobbing as he realized only Lucien. .." she pushed hard into me and held, her insides contracting and pulling at my penis. As she did this, I began to ejaculate inside her. Creamy white cum dribbled down my balls, leaking out from her to soak the sheet. "Ahhh, I feel you..." she whispered in my ear. My cock continued to pulse as I came. She relaxed and let me soften inside her as we panted gently against each other.Then she sat up on her elbows and looked at me with a gentle smile. "You're good at this, y'know. Your girlfriends.