She really was a cum loving slut."Yes. I guess I am," Jo replied.She stood up and squeezed past Bruno, who was pulling up his pants. She smoothed her ...ress down and looked in the mirror, taking out her lipstick. She began to tidy herself up before she returned to her husband, James."Thanks, Lady; you can come again anytime you want. I'm sure we will always have that dessert on the menu for you." Bruno walked out of the woman's toilet, still tucking his shirt in. James was pouring the last of. At the same time you began to suck very gently on my dangling balls. After a time I leaned forward, onto my hands and knees, my face inches from your well fucked cunt. You took me in your mouth at the same time as I began to lick and slurp your fuck juices, still dribbling from your sopping pussy. Your efforts at sucking my cock became somewhat intermittent as you lost concentration. I smiled as I licked, snaking one arm under your bum, dipping it in your juices to lubricate it and then. I got up and adjusted my clothing before looking round the room. As well as toys and clothing, there were photos around the room. Upon closer inspection, I realised that the little girl in the photos were me. A warm feeling flowed through me as I looked at the images of me as a very pretty little girl. I followed the line of photos along the wall until I came to some of this little boy who looked familiar in some way. It took a few minutes to realise it but the young boy was me! How could this. I paused, not knowing what to say. "Go out for breakfast?" I asked finally."I need the drugs to kick in first."I nodded. I got myself some coffee and then returned to my chair, both of us sitting silently for some time. I closed my eyes and tried not to think about Sharon. Or about anything at all. Finally, after an indeterminate time, she moved."I'm going to throw on some sweats," she said. "Then we can go."I nodded. After she left, I picked my way over to my shirt, put it on, and started.