#215532 - It was all too much for me; my own cum was rising now and my action became necessarily more frantic, as I pushed faster, back and forth, in and out, until – we each let out our gasps in simultaneous relief, as we both came in two shattering orgasms, each reinforcing the other, as my cum seemed to explode from inside my balls and down my shaft, into his young willingness, to be met by throbs of ecstasy, as his own cum erupted from his prostate, soaking the inside of his kilt in pools of white spooge. However, the dining room wasn’t open and “Mrs Danvers” wasn’t around but an older guy was behind the bar – probably “Mr Danvers” – and he served me a Scotch and a micro-waved pastie with rather less finesse than his forbidding wife! While I sat with my drink in the corner eating my lunch, three young guys came in and sat at the bar.