Danny and I were making it in the kitchen, to be more precise, over the kitchen sink. He had it on him that he'd catch me when I was doing the washing up after a meal. I always dished up something for him when he visited.
But a knock at the front door put the mockers on that. We could have just ignored it I guess and carried on fucking but then, well I'd be wondering who it was and anyway I was expecting a rather special parcel containing something I had ordered from Ann Summers.
"Must you answer now, Pete?" Dan asked begrudgingly ( well he was ain full penetration of me and was very reluctant to come out of me).
I told him it may be to his advantage if I answered and I could see his mind was boggling as he slowly released me, that beautiful pounding cock leaving me numb. "won't be long, Danny and then we can resume." He slapped my buttocks wildly and I felt the sting. "Ouch" I cried but really liking it.
It was the parcel from Ann Summers, I managed to take it from the post girl through the gap in the door but could see she was very inquisitive and I saw her eyes looking downwards with a very alluring look. I swear I could have had her just like that if the time was right, but being fucked by Danny was quite enough.