Not wanting him to come in your mouth, you jerk your mouth off his cock and start stroking it with your hand instead. This seems to set him back, but you say, "That's right, Ethan, come for me." This has the effect of revitalizing his ardor and he shoots onto his chest and stomach.
You look up at Ethan and smile. He opens his eyes, looks down at you, and smiles back. "Thanks, Parker," he says. "That was great. How about a shower?"
"Sure," you say. Ethan turns off the film, which you had long ago stopped paying attention to. Without getting dressed, the two of you walk to the nearest shower. (You've never seen a house with so many showers!) Giggling, you soap each other out, stopping frequently to kiss or caress each other.
When you're done, you both dry off and get dressed. Ethan walks you to your room and gives you a hug and a long kiss. "I really enjoyed myself tonight, Parker," he says.
"I did too," you respond. You give him one last look before entering your room and closing the door.
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