When heart rates settled and breaths were recovered I glanced again at my watch in the moment Craig stood upright. We still had three minutes to spare and I wasn't for wasting them, leaning forward I grasped Craig's softening c**k and fed it between my lips for a second time; I didn't swallow him completely, but Craig's smile suggested that I'd accommodated more than he'd expected.
My timings proved right, it was twelve minutes later when Roma and Angus came through the door. By then Craig was sat on the staircase with a cup of tea -- the same step he'd f****d me on a few minutes earlier! - with his c**k laved clean and back inside his jeans, whilst I was back atop my step ladder; a wodge of tissues stuffed inside my pants to stem the flow of leaking semen.
2. Ravished in the kitchen.
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