I quiver. His mouth descends on mine, distracting me with hot, placatory fullness. I am drowning in slick heat. He smells of wood shavings, sorrow and... silence. Between us the faint musky scent of surrender grows. I wriggle and roll with my hips. “That's...” The springs beneath us sing with our movements. “Soo...” All I can see are his lips. He wets them. I stretch my arms, pulling him down to feast on his sticky saliva amid the click of our eager teeth. “...good.” My words are fractured. I want. The taste of Brad's seed was still on my lips and in my mouth. I felt myself getting hard just thinking about how unreal the whole experience had been. I couldn't believe I had let it happen.I stood from the bed and walked to the bathroom. I still looked like the same David when I looked in the mirror (except to my shock I still had globs of Brad's cum in my hair). My cock was begging for attention because I had rushed from Brad's room without shooting a load. I wrapped my fist around my dick. After his cock gets me close, his tongue pushes me over the edge.I almost dropped the phone. I felt violated. I nearly screwed up and said something.I heard one of the girls ask if some one was on the phone? Then, they went back to their conversation.Donna sounded amazed. "That's so kinky. I wish Joe was kinky like that. He won't ever perform oral on me. I shave and everything. He still says, that it's gross. Doesn't he mind the taste of his cum? Joe always wants me to try and swallow his, but. I spent just about an hour in the shower to get myself all clean and sweet smelling for my visit to Tisha’s room. Tisha greeted me at her door and led me into the setting room of her suite. Her perfect ebony body looked absolutely stunning clad in only a sculpted stainless steel breastplate that covered only one breast and a stainless studded leather thong brief. A leather lined stainless steel collar and two matching cuffs set off her outfit. When she turned, I noticed that the one sculpted.