Call of Duty – 2

Call of Duty

Part 2 of 3 parts

Marlene and I lay back on the floor totally exhausted, the smell of sex was pungent and as I lay there, thanking my lucky stars for doing the right thing and delivering the message by hand, I started to doze off, comfortable and warm with Marlene’s hot pussy juice still on my cock.

As I lay there in complete sexual bliss, I felt a pair of hands grab my arm and a soft sexy voice saying: “Come on, don’t go to sleep it is my turn”. I opened my eyes and there was Dannielle standing over me, her beautiful breasts jutting out and her juicy cunt within easy reach and I must admit that I was extremely tempted to stretch out my hand and gently massage those glistening pussy lips but she had other ideas in mind.

She pulled me up, took my hand and led me into the bathroom where she turned on the shower and when it was just right she pushed me into the cubicle so that the warm water sprayed all over my body. She grabbed hold of a sponge and soap and walked into the cubicle with me and started to soap my body from tip to toe, taking particular care to massage my cock which had already started to respond to the treatment that she was giving me.

After washing all the soap suds off she knelt and took my semi rigid cock in her mouth and began to gently suck the knob until I was fully rigid once again. She continued to lick and suck my cock as I stood in the shower letting the warm water cascade all over my body whilst I gently played with her hard nipples. After a few minutes of this explicit treatment, stood up, turned the water off and led me out of the shower. She grabbed a warm towel from the heated towel rack and ever so gently dried off my body in a very sensual fashion.

Once we were both dry she led me to a bedroom and told me to lay face down on the bed. She lit a scented candle and then straddled herself across my back so that I could feel her damp pussy against my skin. Without another word, she poured some warm oil onto my back and started to massage it into my shoulders. I must confess that the feeling was great as it had been a long time since I had had a decent massage from a woman. The last massage that I had experienced was by a physio who was treating me for a sore back because of a parachute injury but this was much, much better.

As she slowly worked on my back her hands progressed down from the shoulders and she shuffled back so that she could reach my waist and finally my ass which she took great pleasure in massaging.