.." Nikki pleaded."You are going to have to learn how to ask for things if you want to get them, Nikki. Now ask me properly, like a good slut should. ...ay 'Master, please lick my nasty slut pussy. Lick my dirty filthy cunt!'" he told her.Nikki groaned at his words. She had never been made to talk like that but it was turning her on so much."Master, please, please lick my nasty slut pussy. Lick my dirty filthy cunt," she begged, her voice shaky."That's more like it. If you are going to learn to. I had read about “glory holes”. Being the horny young perv I had always been I peeked through. One was empty. In the other an older guy, maybe early 40s was stroking his cock. I was watching getting very hard when he saw me. He stood up and came over and slid his cock through the wall, a good eight inches. I wasn't sure what to do when I heard him whisper "suck it". I thought "no one knows me here, why not?" I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed it. I heard him moan and he pushed it. I had discussed with Pia the unlikelihood of being able to come back. Sure, it might be possible someday, but I couldn’t count on it. Equally importantly, this would also most likely be the last time I would see the Anderssons.As the train sped steadily towards Stockholm, I realized too, that my trip was nearly half over. It was the first week in December and I’d be going home in July. So much had happened, but time seemed to be flying by. I hoped that somehow I could maintain the friendships. They're looking for software to make it easier for the public user to use. I don't have the skills, or the time to work on it, but it will be a huge deal." That will be a huge undertaking. I recently met this guy over at Harvard. He is getting involved in something like that. When we were at a meeting together, we started to talk about the different things we were working on." If you can somehow find us a spot in the middle of it, I can make the introductions. We can fund the project, and he.