My orgasm came hard and fast, with me buckling under the weight and force of my pleasure. I sheepishly looked towards the door. The two greenish glints in the darkness briefly became one, Nathan’s trademark wink, then were gone. John snapped the condom off and gathered me up in his arms, tenderly wiping a streak of mascara from my cheek and stroking my hair.
I felt so satisfied, my legs shaking and my skin flushed, safe in John’s embrace. Guilt started to creep in as I looked at his beautiful face settling down to sleep. It was one of the horniest moments of my life, I thought, being f****d so perfectly, and showing off to another man, but it wasn’t really fair to John.
I was starting to feel terrible, and worry about the morning and what Fidel might say or do. He could make my life ver
