Then we'll talk about it." Oh, great," John said, grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her to her feet. "You won't be sorry, I promise you," he s...id, hugging her."Maybe," Jenny said. "We'll see. I have to go to bed now," she said, gathering up her dildo and hiding it under her robe. "We'll talk tomorrow." Okay," John said. "Tomorrow. And thanks, Jenny." This is so crazy," she said. "But my pussy feels so nice and I'm glad it's not such a secret anymore." We're going to make lots of money,". Can't say I blame you — I was married for a while and I vowed never to go there again." She shuddered.Sonya reappeared and looked at her watch. "Come on we need to go eat some breakfast."Louise's stomach agreed. She was starving again and given the long distance they were cycling today, she was going to need lots of fuel. The last thing she wanted was to arrive in Amsterdam too late to go out — that would be truly tragic!The sky was clear when they cycled off the ferry and made their way. I was a virgin and hungry to know what sex was all about, but too shy to approach a girl my own age. My sex life consisted of masturbating behind the closed bathroom door two or three times a day imagining what a woman's nipple felt like, or the sensation of actually pushing a hard cock into a receptive and eager pussy. My only porn was the hidden fold-out from an old playboy I had found in the neighbor's garbage. But the pert girl-next-door nipples never seemed to excite me as much as the. Seeing him slowly descend to earth again was special to me. When his eyes opened he looked down at me and I saw wonder, caring, and utter amazement. “What the hell did you do to me?” he said breathlessly.Smiling seductively I said “I took your powerful cock into my throat, and sucked every drop of cum you gifted to me. I loved it, you taste as good as you look.” “I've never felt anything like that... ever... oh mu fucking God Yukio.” he shook his head “That was the best thing I ever felt.” I.