" Have you swallowed a lot of different guys' cum?" She asked very casually. "I have swallowed Bob's and once from my first boyfriend and I just can't...get into it," Brenda continued. I thought for a few seconds. At that time, I hadn't been with Vinny, Dante, or any of the black guys yet. That didn't start for a couple of months. I answered, "Probably fifteen to twenty different guys." Damn. You must like it. I think that is sexy. Does all the different cum basically taste the same?" Brenda. After leaving Le Maison, Michael drove straight to Dominique’s studio. It was only twenty minutes away, but he couldn’t think of anything else to do. Being without her for longer than a day or two left him with a craving that only her presence could satisfy. He didn’t care how long it took; he would wait in his car until she arrived. He didn’t have to wait for long. Ten minutes after Michael parked his BMW, Dominique arrived in a cab. She stepped onto the sidewalk to find him standing in front. It must have been pretty interesting. You seem really different.”I asked, “How? I haven’t done anything different this morning!”She raised one eyebrow, smiled and said, “First of all, you are smiling much more than usual. Second, you aren’t wearing a bra. I have never seen you not wear a bra. But for some reason you suddenly seem so much more confident than you ever were before.”I looked down and made sure my nipples aren’t showing.She grinned and said, “I don’t have to see your nipples! There. I could smell her warm relaxing scent as she snuggled closer to me. As we got comfortable she lays her arm across my chest. My hand reached up to touch her breast. In the mean time her arm had made it’s way under my shirt. Suddenly my shirt was open showing my chest hair. As I lay back enjoying how it felt to having this cougar’s elegant hand explore my chest. While her other hand skillfully open the fly of my pants to search for my dick. While confessed that she had many dream about us being.