finished cleaning you yet.” I feel his hands spread my ass cheeks apart; I smile knowing what is about to happen, I am more than willing to be taken by this satyr. He positions his knob at my waiting hole, “put your hands against the wall,” he gently orders. I do. I feel his 7 inches slowly move up into me. What joy. François rides me until he is about to bust a nut. He stops his slow thrusts sliding out, no condoms no cum, he turns me around and I get on my knees, the hot water flowing over us as I suck him to orgasm.

After a quick cup of coffee we dash out of the house to our respective cars with the promise of seeing each other the next weekend. We both head off in the same direction. The first stoplight our cars come to turns red. François gets out of his car – I think he’s forgotten something at the house. I roll down my window and he says “I forgot something” then he kisses me, right there, at an intersection, in broad daylight, in the capital of a very red state, he kisses me.