He said "Come to bed with me, menina doce, you are not be unhappy with me in the bed, Belle."He had the touch and soul of an artist. He handled me slo...ly and gently, then turned me onto my belly and bit at my ass murmuring in Portuguese. As his fingers slowly moved in and out of my oozing sex, I writhed and shuddered. He always took his time, not letting me get to the point of such urgent need that i needed to cum, he always worked me like a composer building to his crescendo. He worked me. .the fuckin slut is eating your asshole" he saidAgain i almost came. I swear....it was only the cock ring saved me.Tom....who had been wanking the whole time i was eating his ass...suddenly spat "fuck im cumming"Letting me up from his ass....my lipstick smeared all over my face his asshole a smeared mess of spit and lipstick he sprayed his hot load into my face. Shot after shot. One huge drop into my eye temporarily blinding me. Finally he was spent. I knelt up and began wiping toms cum from my. I remember feeling a sense of amazement and some confusion as well."I recall that, as he was sucking me, he was stroking his own cock faster and faster. He told me to enjoy it and that he was going to "cum" on my penis. I didn't know what that meant, to be honest. He released my penis from his mouth, got on his knees over me, and started to masturbate very fast. As he was getting closer to orgasm, he became much louder and feverishly stroked his very hard cock. He put the tip of his cock. As she sat, she stage whispered "I don't know your name!"I think I recovered faster this time, and replied "Ann, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm ... Jonathon" That brought a giggle. When I was I kid, I hated be called Jonathon. Our third grade teacher had insisted on it, and she and I never saw eye to eye on anything. I sat, and signaled for a couple of menus.I felt lost for words for a few moments and then I realized there wasn't really any script. I just had to try and be myself, well a.