I will never judge you badly if you tell me what you want, what you do. I don’t know that I would have liked it, at the time, but we could have disc...ssed it.”I nodded. I knew Larry was right.“Who knows?” he said, chuckling softly, “I might have been open to experimenting with you.”I grinned at him. “That would have saved us a lot of trouble,” I admitted.“Under the circumstances,” he began, “I hope you understand that I had to tell Josh that his sculptures, well, what’s left of them after you. But then again I’m not sure Gina ever regretted anything – anything “Okay, Jules, you’d better go to the loo now and when you come back I’m going to see what kind of a man you are, but probably not in the way you’re thinking. And it’s going to cost you that hundred quid – I ain’t a cheap woman.” She’d smiled in what I increasingly began to see as a rather evil way. I had then padded naked down the hallway to the toilet. Whilst I took a leak I heard her walk down the hallway and into her. M.G! I shouted out as I filled her mouth with my hot man seed, she gulped and swallowed as she pulled me even closer forcing her finger deeper.It felt like I was cumming for ages as she sucked every last drop out of me and continued to suck until it had gone completely soft and even then was reluctant to stop.She looked up at me licking her lips, “WOW Frank, fucking yummy” she said with a giggle as I helped her to her feet, “Now THAT is what I call breakfast” she sighed smiling as she finished. She heard the creak of the swinging kitchen door as it started to open. As if in slow motion, the door was pushed inch by inch until Camille could see the toe of a shoe silhouetted at the bottom.With all her strength, she threw her body against the door. There was a loud thud and the pained yelp of a man whose face had just collided with solid wood, followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor.Grabbing the edge of the still-swinging door, Camille threw it open, planting her feet wide to.