It's all ok and you shouldn'tfeel you are weird. You're just responding to urges you'refeeling...acting on them in ways that you can't stop yourself."..."OMG Mr.er I mean Bill...are you saying that you like the taste of your cum too?No way...are you just saying that to make me feel better?" I laughed,"Matt...I said I like the taste of cum and I meant it. To prove it can Ishow you something?" He nodded his head yes and I moved closer to him,gazing at the pool of cum that had collected around his. Suddenly, Calvin remembered the woman he saw running in the park he was running in she was fine looking and she was a milf. He got an erection a little and his penis muscles flinched. Up and down his penis went and he watched it in amazement. Calvin then sat down on his comfortable brown Louie Vetan sofa and turned on the playboy channel. The scene was of two guys on one girl so he changed it to mtv. The Britney Spears video, toxic, was on and his dick bobbed up and down again until it became. I thought for a moment...I couldn’t could I? I mean, Jen could come back at any time. No, I should be a good girl. To be honest I shouldn’t even be horny after I’d experienced probably the best orgasm of my life less than thirty mins previous. But the evidence was right there, I was still horny. Well I’d better take my mind of it by getting on with my unpacking. The night stand seemed like a good place to start. It had two sets of four drawers with a space between for a stool and a decent size. Only Bernie came in with her. The barber, an old man, was sat in a corner drinking tea. He looked up from his newspaper."Ahh! She turned up then." he remarked. "And very nice she is, too"."Yeh, she turned up, she's a dirty bitch though!" said Bernie."Oh? How, dirty?" Well, you know I told you the old guy said she does everything she's told? Well, she does anything, without being told, she loves it, the bitch!" The barber looked doubtful but seemed impressed all the same."So, she just presented.