I felt safe in his arms. His hands slowly made their way to my breasts, just cupping and holding them at first. Then he started to slowly stroke my taut, tender nipples with his thumbs. I closed my eyes as his gentle touch soothed away the pain of his rough treatment. He turned me round to face him and looked into my eyes. The raw animal lust had faded now, replaced with softer desire. I felt the floor drop away beneath me as his hands cupped my bottom and pulled me into him. My knees went weak, I was glad he held me so tight, keeping me upright. He pushed me back against the cold tiles and I gasped at the shock. I felt his hardness press against me. So soon? I thought I’d have more time to recover. He put his hands under my thighs, gripped my wet skin tight, and lifted me up. “I can’t,” I moaned. I still throbbed from before but I was wet and ready again, which I couldn’t grasp. How was he doing this to me? “Shhh, relax, you’ll enjoy it, I won’t hurt you.” His shaft rubbed. I kissed his thighs and nestled my face in the soft hair of his pubis, enjoying its feel and fresh, clean scents. I was about to give him a blow job when he gently pushed me away, and said that we would be late for the tour. We spent the day trekking around temples and gardens and museums. It was well after sundown when it was at last over. I was beat, so the last thing I expected to do when we finally made it back to the hotel room was as soon as the door was closed, drop to my knees, put my hand on his crotch and gently rub his cock through his navy white trousers. Ken did not seem to mind even though we were just inside the door, and didn’t try to stop me when I undid the buckle, unbuttoned his trousers, pushed them down his legs, and just took the head of his cock into my mouth. I felt him tense up with pleasure as I took him in to the base of his erect cock. There is an art to properly sucking a cock, and I will not claim to be an expert at it, not now, and certainly not then..
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