Chapter 52
After the second rinse, I felt his hands open my cheeks again. I imagined that soon he would try to penetrate me, and I would need to make a choice. I felt the tension in my back return, and I tried to breathe it out. I pushed my body forward as suddenly I felt warmth at my opening, and a sensation that I had long forgotten. His hands grabbed my waist, pulling me back to him and as the warmth returned to my hole, I realized that Stefano was on his knees behind me and it was his tongue I was feeling trying to get inside me.
My cock went rigid, like an iron pole, and although I was never one to cry out in bed, I was almost certain that that was about to change. The only other person who had done this to me was Karl, and Stefano was moving this into an art form.