Chapter 342

• When he was finally done, Keith stepped back until his penis slipped out of my cunt with a ‘plop’. Then he leaned against the wall behind me to catch his breath, with his slimy dick... now beginning to soften... hanging loosely between his legs. I gazed at it in the mirror, and was again amazed by how impressive it was to watch... swaying back and forth... with globs of semen and pussy juices dripping off the dangling tip.
• I swung around and squatted in front of him again, then sucked the tip into my mouth and began cleaning his entire shaft with my lips and tongue. I fondled his nutsack and gently stroked his now flaccid penis, as I finished sucking him clean... then left him to pull up his pants, while I threw away my torn panties, and used tissues to wipe up the mess on the floor and between my legs.
• Without really saying much, Keith and I left the bathroom and re-joined the party.... heading in different directions as we entered the main room.