Gripping the headboard, she came and came again. My constant flicking of her clit with my tongue started to make her knees rubbery so she stopped me f...r a second and rotated herself so that we were in a 69 position. Just as she was having another orgasm, she pulled my cock out of her mouth to moan and I popped. It wasn’t much, but splashed on her neck in the ropey fashion that was normal for me. Turning around to face me she grabbed a Kleenex from the nightstand and wiped the goo from her. Claudette was trying, mostly successfully, to avoid laughing at her discomfiture.Another woman with a smile asked, “I’ve seen you on TV. Do you enjoy your profession?”“Yes, there are trade-offs like any other endeavor. Because of the travel, I miss being able to spend time with Claudette and with her parents. I also find it difficult to attend church. However, I do enjoy playing.”One of the men said, “Could you help us later in the year with baseball?”‘I would love to do that but probably will. ‘And, another room for…,’ as she types my name on her computer. ‘Um, Kate Martinez,’ Kate says, who still looks a little red. ‘Okay, Mr. Jones and Ms. Martinez,’ the receptionist says, ‘here are your room keys,’ handing one to me, ‘room 413,’ handing the other one to Kate, ‘and room 414. I’m sorry, I couldn’t separate you two anymore, they are right across from each other.’ ‘That’s fine, it’s no problem,’ I chime in, as Kate is still looking a little flushed, but it seems to be going away.. You know, the type that didn't have to marry a prince. I want you to make the next story about a lesbian, you hear!" She loosened her chokehold, but pulled at Sherry's right ear. "The next time? But one story is all you asked for." Don't talk back to me, missy. I asked for an original story, and yours wasn't original enough. Didn't Disney make a movie about a blond girl who ate the porridge of seven -- or was it six -- dwarfs who then blew her house down? You probably even stole the idea.