"I have no problem with that, Nora. Quite the contrary, I assure you," he winked, before closing the door behind his new sex partner.As much as he ind...ed planned to resume their liaisons in short order, Jonathan had more plans, of course. There was also the matter of wrecking his mother's life. He wanted Melanie Hatch to suffer so terribly that she wouldn't recover at all. He would deal some truly paralyzing blows to the bitch, so much so that she would die with the knowledge that she was. “American?” she asked, with an accent I couldn’t quite place.“Yes,” I replied. “How did you know?”“Your suit. It’s stylish, tailored, and made from very nice material, but it’s an American cut which doesn’t match this year’s nor last year’s European styles.”Her accent was clearly Italian.I laughed, “Unless I miss my guess, you work in the fashion industry.”“Yes; I’m a designer. I’m here in Munich to work with a German firm.”“What do you design?”“Mostly women’s clothing - frocks, skirts,. She let the feelings wash over her, and eased into a pleasant mind state.This was interrupted quickly when she felt something brush against her lips. Sammy pulled back in surprise, and felt a quick shock hit her nipples. She stopped immediately, and felt something pry her lips apart. Sammy opened her mouth in response, and felt what seemed like a toe enter her mouth. The toe waited for a moment, and then the shocks hit her nipples again. Sammy wasn't sure what to do, so since the toe was. But he doesn’t go anywhere. He never does, not right away. Instead, for a long moment, he stands somewhere beyond arm’s reach, where I can feel him close but can’t tell exactly where he is. He stands there, and he watches.The cum has soaked the front of the bag completely, and it plasters against my forehead, my nose, my cheeks. I can feel its wetness, the cum cool against my skin. Again the feeling, again the thought. Garbage.I’d give anything to be allowed to come.“Let her loose!” he says,.