Getting ready for dinner

You each take a shower alone. Loretta reluctantly agrees to separate showers after you explain that you don't have enough time for more sex in the water. She goes first and comes out naked with a towel around her head. You resist temptation and get into the steamy bathroom.

The hot water feels good, and you replay in your head the sex of the last day and night while you wash. You get out of the shower with a hard-on that won't go away. When you walk out into the room with a tented towel, Loretta walks up to you, saying, "So, are you going to dinner like that?" She rubs your stiffness through the towel, eliciting a low moan from you.

You know you aren't going to get to dinner without some sex, so you give in. "Would you please give me a blow job, so it'll go away?"

"Aha! Of course, I would." She whips the towel off your body and pushes you down on the bed. She sits between your legs and plays with your cock and balls. You are beside yourself with pleasure, moaning and wiggling. You gasp out loud when she swallows half your length and starts bobbing up and down. Her tongue is a dream on your flesh, and you are screaming out and filling her mouth with jism in just a few minutes. She takes her mouth off you, and you watch her swallow, grinning like a jack-o-lantern. She climbs up your body and kisses you, while lying her body on top of yours. Your eyes go wide when she slips a small amount of your cum in your mouth. It's not as bad as you thought it would be. You swallow it and kiss her back again.

"Now, I've got your cum inside both ends," she says sexily. Then she gets up and starts getting dressed. You follow suit, and you both are ready in time to head down to dinner.