If I may explain: Sucking anonymous dick and swallowing spunk was all I needed in life and any further impediments, left me stone-cold. Okay, let me a...so confess that I am also complete cock and spunk hound.For the readers who are not very well acquainted with the pleasures of these wonderful apertures in a wall, well, let me sympathetically give you an edited version as follows:To me, seeing a cock appear through a glory hole is akin to a kid on Christmas morning, seeing his stash of presents. I looked up her miniskirt, between her lean thighs, at the blonde triangle of hair, sitting on top of the pink lips of her sex. I'm pretty sure I should be saying something right now. I'm sure some other guy could think of something sexy to say, but I can't do anything, except sit there with my mouth hung open, staring between her parted thighs."So Stevie, do you think I am weak now?" she asked, still looking me right in the eyes. Those eyes made me nervous."No-no I don't," I stammered, looking. As we entered, she went to the kitchen to get me a glass of water and I was in the hall where we normally sit. But this time around, she called me inside and as I went inside we had a brush at each other. I think the discussion we had sometime back may have had its effect on us and suddenly we find the touch of each other is something different from what we normally would have felt. As I had the glass water, we slowly enter the bedroom and then suddenly without even thinking the after effects,. I wanted to bathe her like yesterday, to be able totouch all parts of her body, so serve her."Ok Nicks."The shower in the bathroom was great, it was huge, all tiled, there weremany shower head choices too, I couldn't blame her.She got out of bed and stretched more, picked up my French maids dress andtossed it to me. "Put this on please."I thought she was going to dress me in her Bo Peep costume today, but ohwell. I slipped the dress on, she said to leave the petticoat off, shedidn't want it to.