They were all over each other as soon as the taxi sped down the road, giggling and hands everywhere as Clay fumbled with the key to open the front door. Buttons, clothes and boxer briefs off in the hallway, shoes and wristwatches tossed aside, deliberately leaving that highly cliched pile of discarded items.
“Oh for f**k's sake we can do this in the bedroom!” Sam groaned in impatience when Clay pushed him up against the wall and dropped to his knees to swipe a wet tongue over the slit on Sam's c**k. “I don't want a blowjob in the hallway. We've done enough teasing for so long now. It's time we try something more serious.”
Clay straightened, chest heaving and spittle dropping to his own rapidly hardening c**k. “Okay.”
In the bedroom, Sam pushed him down on the bed and clambered on after
