It’s 20 minutes before I can speak straight, another 10 until I’m completely coherent. Did I forget anything? I feel him stir but I carry on, deepthroating his manhood and letting my throat twitch around it. When she arrives, I open the door using a long towel clutched to my chest to cover my modesty as she breezes in, placing the food on the messy dressing table, along with an envelope and taking the chance to have a good gawp at Andy’s semi naked body (thankfully his lower half is covered). Not here!”
He breaks the kiss and chuckles, “I know…” sliding his fingers out, bringing them to his face and inhaling my scent. “He was here… My pants and cries match his loud grunts as he fucks me with pure passion, every fibre of his being straining to push us both to another orgasm. I start taking him deeper and suck him harder. “That letter arrived for you earlier, Andy.” She calls out, straining to see past me as I guide her backwards towards the door. A few minutes later, the intercom buzzes and I find Andrew grinning as I open the door. “I wanna cuddle…”
He chuckles and walks back, retrieving something from beside the bed.