It was hard and thick and the tip glistened with droplets of his seed. She could feel her own wetness surge as she felt him throb and moan as she gent...y pulled and squeezed. She bent down and kissed the tip, letting her tongue snake out and lick the entire length. She could feel his hand slide into her hair as she slid him into her mouth. She had never done this before. Throughout her forced celibacy she had read many novels, smuggled to her by her cook, Mrs. Porter, that explained a seemingly. As they were standing and looking at the city they wrapped their armsaround each other's waist.They walked to the elevator after being up there for about an hour andRegina said, "If we have time I would love to go to the Louvre if wehave time."Don said, "We have until a day after tomorrow."Regina laughed and said, "And I can go topless at the beach."Don laughed and said, "Let's not go to the clothing optional beach thepeople who shouldn't go bare will. I remember I took a trip with Susandown to. He wrapped his hand around my hair again; and forcefully pulled me up to my feet. Standing I just about reached under his shoulders, so I had to tilt my head up to look at him. When I finally looked up at him his eyes were looking into mine already. His gaze was unreadable, I gave a nervous smile and looked away. His head tilted my face back to his. “Why are you looking away from me?" His voice even more penetrating than his eyes. "Your eyes, there unreadable I don't know what you’re. "This should work soon enough, darling. But I'm impatient," I heard her say. "I want you clean now." Christine? What are you talking about? What the hell are you doing? Cut me loose now, dammit."I heard a familiar fizzing sound from behind. Like a canister of my shaving cream. "Okay, Chris. This is not funny. This is definitely not funny. Let me go now!"She began spreading the shaving cream over my front, my chest, armpits, legs and groin. "Oh, I am going to enjoy this," she said. "I.