Chapter 6
A week later, Luca and Duncan were in the swimming pool. Luca was floating on his front, while Duncan held him by his hips, his tongue buried in Luca’s hairy arsehole. Apart from kissing Luca and having his thick Italian c**k inside him, this was Duncan’s next most favourite thing to do. With his eyes closed, he concentrated on maximising Luca’s pleasure, enjoying the continuous moans and groans emanating from his lover’s mouth.
So lost in pleasuring Luca was he that at first Duncan wasn’t certain whether he’d heard the voice at all. A woman’s voice. Then, not only could he hear her calling “Hello,” but he could also hear the click-clack of her heels on the paving stones.
“s**t!” he said. “Visitors.”
Both men beat a hasty retreat from the pool, their hard c***s slapping again
