I started well, travelling extensively, learning more about other peoples and their cultures. I lost myself in ancient ruins, rainforests and mountain... all over the globe. As I explored the planet I also explored pleasures of the flesh.More than once I had found myself immersed in exotic scents and flavours. As the adventure list dwindled the sexual pleasures became more creative. After the night with the Romanian contortionist twins, the lube gun and the electric model train collection it. I visited that toilet many times and discovered many similar ones in my local area, and right from the start I knew my place was as a cock sucking slut, my life now revolved around hanging about filthy public toilets and seeking men to suck and fill my mouth with spunk.Over the years I have performed oral on 100s of men and It would take too long to relive all my encounters! So I will tell you about my most memorable experiences.There used to be a toilet in the pinner area near a small library. As Sarah was checking us in, I took Claire aside.“Claire-Bear, I know we just got here, but I feel it is the perfect spot for our honeymoon, what do you think?”“Charles, this place is beautiful and I would simply adore coming back here as Mrs. Claire Newman.”Sarah, Annie and K all left to go the rooms, Claire and I walked up to the counter.“Hello, my name is Charles Newman, me and my fiancée here are getting married October 15th next year and we want to make a long-term reservation for October. She was the focus of all of us. Joan walked into the bedroom gesturing to us with a crooked finger to follow her. She immediately took off her T shirt and dropped her skirt to the floor. Joan cheered, "Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka take one for the team," and swiveled her hips and fell back on the bed. I looked at the scene before my eyes. My loving, beautiful wife was flushed with desire, her skin radiant, her breasts red, her nipples engorged, her mound proud and damp. Joan was about to.