Jane laid next to me and said your not finished yet finish me off and then you can sleep. so i went down on her and made her cum i know what she likes.... we laid there and she said i told you you would like it i will order a strap-on and we can have some fun. a few days had passed and the door bell rang the post man with a box, can you sign for this sir, he said looks like somebody birthday, i replied yes hers cos nothings ever for me, we both laughed. i rang Jane at work and said a parcel has. It’s long, slow and deep. “I’ll be right back.” I hear her whisper, “no.” I stumble out of the bed and head for the bathroom to dispose of the evidence. As quick as I can, I hurry back into her embrace. Our arms lock around our bodies, legs intertwine and with her head buried into my chest we remain like this. Breathing slows, the heartrate goes down and our muscles relax. This quiet embrace after sex feels like laying on a cloud. It feels so comfortable that it’s like we’ve been passionate. "Wheres your bathroom"James called out,"Common as shit" I replied,"Bathroom,Fucking,En Suite,that door in the corner,you Fucking Divvy",I said,jokingly.He was through it in no time & I still had,nt even caught a glimpes of his Cock,he stood there looking at my shower unit,"You posh Fucker,that is massive,drying area as well",he gave my Ass,one almighty Whack,"Arrrrrrggghhh",I let out, "You Posh Little Fucker",he said again,putting me down on my feet in the shower tray,turning me around facing. She saw his chest rise and fall heavily but her outburst appeared to have no outward effect.“Hope.”“No. We can’t… I can’t,” she yelled in a cracking voice. She was shaking, no longer trusting herself, not understanding what she felt.Closing the distance between them, he hooked his fingers inside the waist of her jeans and reeled her in. Her head fell back as she lunged forward into his body. He felt solid and immoveable. She didn’t know what to do with her hands so she dropped them to her sides.