Clearly this was not a new situation for either one of them. “yeah the party was lame and no one was doing anything terribly exciting so I came hom..., hope you don’t mind” she smiled as she and I were looking each other in the eye.“no we don’t mind, do we lover?” she sat up and put an arm around my shoulder while still playing with my dick. “no I don’t mind”“show Don your new tattoo Sky” Sky shrugged then stripped off the leather and exposed a black corset with purple lace trim. It was. He pictured his ideal woman;Asians suited his taste.Youthful in appearance;With a waspish little waist.The ring began to glow;With an ominous light.It was quite the oddity;It was quite a sight.Mark became a woman;Whose race was Chinese;Just the type of minx;Of whom would appease.She called herself Mei.He introduced himself as Jack.Jack stuttered and ogled;He didn't have much tact.Though she had no husband;She told him she was wed;"He'll be back by morning;So hurry to my bed."When came the. We took boat rides on the Thames and the Seine and got to see the Eiffel Tower. There was a huge amount of residual sympathy from the devastation of 9-11, and since we had stopped our campaign in Afghanistan before we left home, that wasn’t an issue. France was surprisingly sophisticated regarding that since they had done similar things with the French Foreign Legion over the years. Yes, there really is a French Foreign Legion, and they are as tough a bunch of bastards as you are likely to. "Please don't shoot my balls off!" He begged, voice husky with lust despite the pleading tone."Never in a million years, dummy. I have plans for those." I moved the gun aside, hand still on it just in case and proceeded to angle my neck, attacking his balls from the bottoms this time, kissing and sucking at one, then the other, bobbling them like toys on my face, moving and swaying so that they'd drag ruggedly over the whole of my countenance, my features nothing more than a platter to cradle.