“I was headed down to the sauna, thought you might want to join me. Indian sex I think you may have just converted me. He huffed and puffed and slapped me again. I think you may have just converted me. It wasn’t going anywhere. I must seem like such a hassle.” He said, sounding embarrassed, but once again, I thought I caught something in his voice. When we came together it was like a tsunami of incredible light in my head. When the head touched the back of his throat he started humming and my hips bucked. Marshall’s eyes lingered on my chest for a slight moment. I massaged the organ through my shorts but to no avail. I licked up the shaft of it through the material, to the sensitive underside of his cock head. I made sure I was perfectly aligned with the mirror, so he could watch if he so chose, before popping the buttons on my jeans and bending over slowly to remove them. “Man these things feel great.
