He pulledback the duvet that was doing double-duty on the shoved-together beds.'Sorry...' Stephen mumbled. He dropped his trousers and shuffled out ofthem. His loins were tingling now and he could feel himself gettingdamp. He reached into his shorts and unfastened the stays on his'disguise', pulled it out and dropped it. Now he was flat and exposedthere again, the pretence of manhood one more laid aside.Smiling, and in one smooth motion, Jack slipped his shorts off andstood there naked, erection aimed at Stephen. He had to look, couldn'tbear to look. Found he was smiling nervously. Jack slid easily underthe duvet, looked expectantly up at him. Dizzily Stephen wrenched hisown shorts off and paused a moment, naked, not trying to hide his oddhybrid status. He slid his glasses off and put them on the side table,then turned the lights down to a dull glow and wriggled under the duvetnext to Jack.He felt Jack roll onto his side, facing him, and then his wrist waslightly taken. He turned to. I measured and numbered the little blemishes on her skin, resisting the urge to trace them in case I woke her. I ran my palm millimetres from her body, the rise of her hip descending to her knee, he strong calf narrowing to her ankle, then back up again, to where her skin stretched down pulled by the weight of her tits, and over her hair falling dishevelled over her face and neck. Curiosity took over. very slowly I prised up her upper buttock, bring my head in close to peer at her asshole. The fleshy weight resisted my fingers, and I gripped a little more firmly, still wary of waking her. Her puckered anus was still a little red, but better than when I had showered with her. She would at least go home comfortably. I let her cheek fall and checked the time. We had an hour or so left together, before our regular lives reclaimed us. I was torn between the simple beauty of watching her sleep, and making the most of the time we had together. Desire for her won. Her feet were tucked into.
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