“I couldn’t ask you to do that.”
“I don’t want to lose you, not now.”
“You won’t.” I reassure him, confidently. “No,” I say firmly. “Oh fuck! My pussy drips as my orgasm builds quickly, delving further he hungrily sucks my juices from me as I start to quiver, my gasps getting higher as my orgasm nears. “Looks like we’ll have to cook something up to get them together, as long as Sally feels the same.”
He joins me in the bath and we end up having a wild fuck, splashing water all over the floor, the thought of playing matchmaker making us both horny as hell (or it could be the fact that we haven’t touched each other in over 5 minutes, who knows). “I’d better get cleaned up.” I state, staggering to my feet and scraping as much of the sticky gloop from my face and breasts as possible, sucking it off my fingers before heading to the bathroom.
