At some point in the night, I must have drifted off despite feeling like I’d been awake all night. I awoke with one arm under her head, the other over her body with my hand resting on her abdomen and my big monster resting hard between the crack of her derrière.I had that typical hangover feeling; dry-mouthed, tired, and a little fuzzy from the night before. As I lay there thinking about the shenanigans that took place, my cock instantly began to throb with excitement when I heard a whisper from under the duvet next to me, “Does that thing ever relax?”I took my hand from under her head and moved her hair back behind her ear before kissing her on the neck. I whispered back, “Not with you next to me!”I felt Mary’s arm remove itself from under her head and squeeze my hard piece before she rolled over and kissed me. What started as a simple peck, quickly became a passionate game of tonsil tennis, our tongues wrestling with one another like a world title was on the line. A few minutes passed before Mary’s phone began to ring, it was Dopey Dave.All I could hear was the fuzzy tone of someone speaking on the other end, whatever Üsküdar Escort he and Mary were talking about soon became a debate swiftly followed by Mary hanging up the phone.Mary was flustered and distressed, you could see the concern all over her face but she didn’t move from my arms, as if holding on for safety and comfort. I hugged her until she was ready to speak but the silence didn’t end.I gave her a supportive kiss on the head, like a friend offering support before expressing my enjoyment for the night before. No words were needed in response, a simple cute but embarrassed smile was all the affirmation needed.I went downstairs to make us both a nice strong coffee before returning moments later. As I walked in Mary had removed the duvet from off her, there she was with her head resting against the wall in just a hoody that only covered her top half. Her legs were elegantly crossed to prevent revealing too much and her luscious bed hair brown locks flowed over her shoulders, like a lion’s mane in all its glory.As we sat enjoying our coffee, we fell into a deep discussion of how the night Escort Üsküdar could never be spoken about again. We came up with a cover story for any potential questions that may get asked whether from Dave or the colleagues we were out with. I was gutted we couldn’t be exclusive about our extracurricular activities but also excited at the thought of the secrecy.The seriousness of the discussion didn’t last long, both finishing our coffees we returned to a single bundle huddled together. What started as a hug soon became more kissing and touching, and as the passion heightened so did the aroma of sexual antics in the air.As I rested on my right hand for elevation my left hand slowly worked its way from Mary’s neck down her body. As my hand ran down her body, I could feel her exquisite hand-sized mounds beneath the hoodie, followed by the Adonis belt that perfectly guided my hand to her sacred opening. I could feel the bottom of the hoody slowly become damp and it was clear Mary was as excited as I was.As I lifted the hoody a little to make contact I felt the precise outline of a neatly trimmed bush, Üsküdar Escort Bayan shaped like a landing strip. As I began to gently rub Mary’s labia, she removed her lips from mine and released a breath of enjoyment. Taking the momentary pause from kissing allowed me to take my fingers and place them in my mouth to taste her flavoursome juices.However, as the moment was starting to become more fruitful, Mary’s phone rang again. Dopey Dave had decided to try and reconcile with his other half and by the end of the call he had decided he was coming to pick her up. Mary hung up the phone and asked to have a shower, almost cleaning up ready to return to her man. I was disappointed but gave her the directions needed to get to the bathroom, I sat and watched as she climbed out of the bed and slowly walked off.I waited patiently for the first five minutes just relaxing, before the brain in my pants took over and I was pondering the thought of Mary naked in the shower. I could see in the mirror the door wasn’t locked but ajar, I decided that this could be an invitation, and within a few seconds I found myself right outside the bathroom.Before looking through, I had a moment of hesitation, as if my senses knew it was wrong but that hesitation didn’t last long. I peered through the gap expecting to see Mary rubbing herself down under the water but expectation and reality were not the same.