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I summoned up enough energy to look over my shoulder to see the last few little spurts erupt from Geoff's cock, landing on my feet. I lay prone on the floor, almost unable to move. I heard someone say they were close to coming again, and another load shot across the back of my hair and my shoulders.
They all left me lying there for a few minutes, I could hear cameras going off still, getting their last few shots. I felt hands lifting me, telling me they'd help me upstairs to get ready to go home. I started to protest, then noticed it was Paul, Geoff had phoned him to collect me.
Geoff asked if I wanted to shower there, but Paul told him he'd get me home and let me soak in the bath instead. We went upstairs, and Paul asked me if I was alright as I wasn't speaking? I started sobbing again.
"I'm really sorry Paul, I asked Geoff to fuck me to make me come."
"But he didn't fuck you did he, so there's no problem is there?"
Paul leaned into me and hugged me. I could feel his erection through his jeans.
"Let's get you home then, I can't wait to see these photo's and videos when they're ready."
