After the particularly protracted exertions of the previous day and the breakfast encore that morning had left him fatigued so after his shower, he lay on his bed and promptly fell asleep.
He had no idea how long he’d
slept but when he began to stir, he was instantly aware that his little friend
was stirring also, but that was no indicator of time of day, not for him
certainly.
The room was in semi darkness
but with heavy curtains at the window, and the gloomy overcast late September
skies also gave no measure of the time of day.
He lay there for an
indeterminate time drifting in and out of sleep with his mind full of little
erotic dreams, mainly about Emily and her mother, both of whom he had had
carnal knowledge of in the past week.
He dreamt he could feel
fingers stroking his shaft and tugging and teasing it to full erection, it felt
so real and his cock was so hard, then he dreamt that he felt, no not dreamt,
he actually felt the telltale feathering of a tongue flicking round his knob.
He lifted his head off the
pillow and he could see a figure in the gloom but he couldn’t tell who it was,
or whose lips and wet mouth had enveloped his helmet, he glanced down again and
he saw Emily’s jet black hair and knew that it was her head that was pleasuring
his cock.
He would have had to confess
that anyone receiving head never really cared whose mouth it was at the precise
moment of the act.
Then his blissful assailant,
climbed onto his chest and took him into her throat, and presented him with her
pale fleshy arse, swollen hairy lips and her juicy clamshell which he consumed
with relish, nibbling the flesh of her labia and noshing on her nectar.
Andrew made her cum before she made him tip his load, her fanny farting in
hoarse whispers, then she could wait no longer and jumped quickly off him and
stripped off her robe and he admired her body as she climbed on him.
“I couldn’t wait” she said.
“So, I noticed”
“Do you mind?”
“Not at all” he replied, as
she impaled her eager nonny on to his waiting shaft and began pumping on him
like a piston.
Her tits jiggled excitedly as
she thrashed about but then wrapped her arms around his neck and thrust at him
wildly, moaning like an animal as she went at him, before she screamed out in
orgasm and he exploded inside her, and Emily’s cunny spasmd with his
ejaculation.
“Wow, that was so good” she
said.
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