Fiona sucks Paul’s cock

“There’s a shower by the side there,” said Fiona. “Or if you want hot water and soap you’ll find what you need in the cabana.”

“Is it ok for me to use it?” asked Paul.

“Sure. My parents won’t be back for three weeks. They went to Paris,” said Fiona. “I don’t normally stay here. I’m just house sitting and I guess, making a porn film.”

“Are you worried they might find out?” asked Paul.

“We’re a bit out of the way here and it’s very private. It might be an awkward conversation for everyone if one of them happened to find the film online. I suspect they might just keep it to themselves.”

“You’re probably right,” said Paul. “I’m going to get cleaned up.”

He headed over to the cabana. It wasn’t much more than a changing area and shower. Paul checked the water. It was a good temperature and he was quickly soaping himself all over.

The water felt good on his body. He thought about what had happened and how the shoot had gone. Anke had been pretty hot riding him and when she had stroked his cock to finish him off it had been a real turn on.

Paul felt himself stiffen just thinking about it and put his hand on his cock and started to stroke himself playing back how Anke had looked in his mind.

“Hey! Don’t waste that!”

Paul turned quickly. It was Fiona. He let go of his cock.

“I was just bringing you a towel,” said Fiona. “I didn’t expect to find you jacking off.”

Paul mumbled something. He was embarrassed to get caught like that. “I’m sorry,” he said.

“Hey, don’t worry. I just saw you fuck my friend and then cum all over yourself. There’s not much more for me to see,” said Fiona.

“I guess,” said Paul turning off the water.

“It would be such a shame to waste it,” said Fiona stepping closer to Paul. She grabbed the hem of her t shirt and pulled it over her head, then quickly unhooked her bra and threw it onto a bench.

“Don’t want to get any mess on my clothes,” she said. Then she dropped to her knees in front of Paul and took his cock in her mouth once more. She sucked hard and began to stroke the shaft.

“That is so good,” Paul moaned.

Fiona kept slurping and sucking, paying attention to the sensitive frenulum on the underside.

“Take this,” she said reaching her phone out of her pocket. “Get this on video. Tell me when you are close.”

Paul took the phone and trained the camera on what Fiona was doing. It was extra hot to be filming himself being sucked off. He was being both a voyeur and exhibitionist at once he thought.

“I’m getting close,” he whispered.

Fiona sucked hard then let Paul’s cock fall from her mouth, her hand stroking him harder and harder.

“Get the money shot,” she said as his cock erupted for a second time, showering her with streaks of cum, over her face and breasts. She lent back in and took him her mouth again sucking and slurping his cum. Paul could feel the suction all the way down to his balls and he struggled to stay standing.

“Fuck,” he said. “That was more intense than the first time.”

“Viagra can do that,” said Fiona. “Wait for the third time round.”

She stood and kissed him on the mouth, pushing some of Paul’s cum into his mouth.

“How do you know there’ll be a third time?” Paul asked.

“Woman’s intuition,” said Fiona. “I better get this cleaned off me,” she said stepping out of the rest of her clothes and reaching for the shower control. “Scrub my back?”