I wouldn't let her wash it, and indeed think she never could have got the sperm out if she had. I took a curious fancy to her on account of her tight ...ittle cunt and she — as I have found all very tight cunted ones — seemed happy in talking about it. I asked her to meet me again. She said she couldn't and told me much, but whether true or not I cannot say. — "You'll never see me again." She'd left the theatre that night for good, had done with the stage, should leave London next day. — "No, a. Here, she settled on the sofa by my side and we drank Martini. She knew how to turn men on, so she placed her hand on my knee keeping looking into my eyes, I knew that experienced well-schooled women like her could turn men on with only one look; these babes knew various modes to make men hard-on. Trying to make it easy I started some idle talk but then I suddenly had a brain wave that Kristy was not home at this moment cause the shower was not far from the hall way and there was no sound of. I ordered a Heineken and drank it slowly, thinking about if I was really ready to go through with this. I had only ever seen real cocks up close in porn, never in person. Was I ready to submit to my desires and experience a cock for the first time in my life? After I finished my beer I was still on the fence, so I ordered another. About half way through the second beer I finally decided that yes I was going to go through with it and enjoy the experience. So, I downed the rest of my beer and. Despite all this, I felt this was awesome. I figured she would be a fun romp. When she came back, I asked if she could drive me home. I went with Tom but her place was closer to mine. She said yes. As we started driving home she asked me a question. "Hey do you mind if we stop by my place first?" "Sure, no problem." We arrived at her place and she took me down to her basement where she grabbed 2 bottles of beer for us. "Dean, I have a bit of a dilemma." "What's up?" "I've been dating Scott for.