I grabbed the bottom of the shaft with my left hand and put the head in my mouth and started licking it and popping it in and out. With my right hand,...I played with my own cock. In a few seconds, I heard " I am gonna cum". I pulled the cock out of my mouth and let him finish himself. As he cam, he stuck his cock back in the hole so I can watch the cum drip out of it and onto the floor of the empty truck stop bathroom. "Now its ur turn" the voice said. My cock was already hard and I had been. "Yes," Eva replied, walking to the liquor cabinet and opening it. "I saw him off a few moments ago. Would you like a brandy?" That would be nice," Mozart agreed. "We can sit by the fire." That man in Prague," Eva said slowly, pouring two glasses while Mozart rose from his desk. "Did you know he was Russian cipher clerk? From the embassy?" Yes," Mozart answered. "Of course. Why?" I'm just curious." Eva looked over her shoulder. "What was it that he did to deserve..." He was working against. I never went back to the job at the tavern, nor did I return to the dingy little apartment I'd called home through my pregnancy. I look back on that period as a kind of exile I put myself through as punishment for the sin of leaving my family for something as "trivial" as love.Of course, it wasn't trivial, but I felt like I needed to be alone to try to mend my broken heart and to pay for the pain I put my family through. Something deep in me needed for me to be subtly degraded so I could learn. She sucked on his, pulled it toward her throat, and her teeth clashed along his as she groaned in rapture. Then suddenly, her body stopped its whiplash movements; her ass ceased to heave up and down, and her beautiful legs dropped away from his body. Travis could feel the shock that rippled through her, feel the stiffening of her pussy around his stroking prick. She pushed both hands against his chest and gasped. "N-no! You--you're not.