I gasp in ecstasy as you touch me. I turn you and kiss you hard and passionately on the mouth, my tongue probing for yours, melding us together, and j...oining us in soft pleasure. I have my hands on your bottom and push your hips I to mine, crushing your soft mound to my throbbing bulge. The water runs over our mouths and closed eyes, you arms are about my neck, our mouths are wet and soft on one another. I fall to my knees, unable to hold back any longer, and pressing tou back against the tiled. So I was reasonably confident no one had open the gate. Someone could have parked on the shoulder of the road and walked in but that was pretty risky. There car could have been seen. Not to mention they would be trapped inside, if I came home. Yes I know it was paranoid. Paranoia in small amounts was a good thing in my line of work.I went inside the box house and stripped my clothes off first thing. I put them in a net bag to take to the laundromat, then I climbed into the shower. My plan was. He did say that I was the best ever when I blew him first in the car.I kept on pleasing him sucking the entire length of his cock when suddenly the doorbell rang for the dinner, then a realization of how much I loved Rohit and how much I loved sucking him. I had been at him for more than 25 minutes. He signaled me to carry on and why wouldn’t have I. I gagged his cock deep throated he held my head and with grunts and moans he emptied his load inside my mouth. I sucked him till his last drop and. After a few minutes, u realized something was amiss; I was not getting hard. Again being the professional she is, she did not let up, and continued cupping my balls, deep throating my cock and moaning like a banshee. All too little effect.“What’s going on?” I thought to myself. I had not cum in several days and this was one of my favourite tumbles, but yet as flaccid as a dead squid. “Think of something kinky”, I said to myself. “Anal, nope; Bi sex, hmm, Taboo, better, but... how about the.