After our first sexual encounters, Paul had licked the bench on which he had squirted his sperm. It was clean. On the other hand, we seriously needed a good shower. We went there hand in hand, looking at each other tenderly and kissing each other several times before we got there.Paul soaped me while I gave him the same treatment. Of course we insisted on our sensitive, intimate parts. While I stood behind Paul's back, I soaped his entire stomach, from his neck down to his feet. When I came back up, my cock started to visit Paul's line for himself. I rubbed myself on Paul's back to lather him with the foam with which Paul had covered my body and my cock began a new erection. Now we were clean; All that remained was to rinse ourselves.Paul turned the shower back on and tried to remove the foam from my skin using both hands. He quickly noticed that my strength was regaining and he bent down, put both hands on each of my buttocks and once again engulfed my cock with his mouth. He gave me a delicious blowjob and I was so hard that I thought I was going to lift him with my cock acting like a jack! He continued and this time, I didn't feel the semen wanting to leave my balls to fill his mouth. I reveled in this pleasure and greatly appreciated Paul's innate know-how. This slut definitely had an expert tongue, vigorous and delicate.He continued to apply himself for a long time and did me a lot of good. Then he looked into my eyes with a pleading look and I understood instantly what he wanted. I helped him get up and we made out for a long time with a certain tenderness and the desire to make each other's cocks explode. During this time I began to excite my female's ass. I alternated the fingers in her ass again, the depth of their penetration and the direction of their progression in the depths of my slut. I sometimes put one, two and three fingers in it. Paul squealed louder and louder and after a while he begged me to impregnate him. I made him bend over and lean against the shower wall and I speared him with one blow, this time again. I came and went and even twirled inside him. The longer it went, the more my movements accelerated. He was screaming so loudly that I was even more excited.Caught in our antics, the outside world no longer existed for us: our two bodies had merged and we were doomed to our balls being emptied in spurts of torpor, like a grandiose fireworks display. And yet, we were taken out of our communion by an apparition.In fact, we were so focused on each other, in each other, that we didn't see the cleaning man arriving. He cleared his throat repeatedly, until we heard him between Paul's screams. We turned around, Paul and I, in the same movement (my dick remaining stuck in my female's ass). The man was a good size. He was wearing light blue overalls. He wore a finely trimmed beard and his bump betrayed the emotion we had given him. This man in his forties, with ebony black skin, stared at us without saying a word. He pulled the zipper of his suit down to his crotch. He had nothing under his suit, well, in terms of clothes, because for the dick, it was size XXL!Paul's eyes, at this sight, almost exploded and his gaze went from astonishment, to fear, to at ...

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