I pushed the cool button a million times and nothing. "Piece of shit apartment," I hissed. Of course maintenance wasn't available. Storming room to ro...om I threw open every window but there was no breeze. The air just sat there like it didn't give a fuck. Sweat covered my body. I needed a shower. A cold, long shower. I remembered back to Markus and the last time we made love in the grotto of a mansion as the cool water cascaded off of our naked bodies. I turned the faucet handle all the way to. Her voice became a delightful song of mewls and moans, mixed with panting and tiny gasps. She moved her hips toward him, greeting his girth and milking at his length, while she raised her head to look down her naked body once more.“You’re...” Her eyes were locked onto her abs, and how a subtle outline of his cock was visible between her breaths. “You’re ... not supposed ... to be able ... to see that.”“You will survive.”“Heh. That’s not what I’m ... worried about.”“Oh?” But before she could. She grinned, and gave me a quick nod, letting me in on the joke. "Fuck me, you man-whore, give me that hard cock!" I grinned back at her and threw my entire torso into furious motion, fucking her with my entire body, and answering her enticement. "Take my cock, you dirty slut!" I shouted down at her. One of her hands slipped from my back to cover her giggle. "Fuck, your pussy is so wet for me! Cum for me! Cum on my cock!" "Oh, Marty, fuck!" she answered too loudly. "Cum in me baby, fill me with. She sucked balls for the first time and said "This great." He said "I know it's great" and shoved the camera almost in her cunt. He hummed a tune as Deira kept sucking his cock, and pretty soon he was back to watching his brother's game. She joined in and they were all laughing for a minute and then her fiancée said "get back to sucking" He figured out the light on his phone and took close ups of her snatch and belly ring while she kept sucking his cock. Deira wondered if their married life.