I have made my women lick my armpits in turn and if they are sufficiently roused, they liked licking my armpits. I always get turned on by women in sa...ees and sleeveless blouses.Five years ago I fucked a buxom whore at a brothel I used to frequent. I remember her for her very big boobs, the largest that I had ever come across; they were really unnatural. She said jokingly that it was the result of too much of grappling by customers over the years. Anyway, she wore a cotton sari so I made her. That was it. No mention of what he would do to her. No mention of what to do if she didn't want to play with him or negotiate things. Just commands.But as the week went on, the fantasies in her head ran away with her. Could she maybe live it out? On Friday, she was still torn, so she drove to his neighborhood early and looked at his house. It looked like a nice suburban house, hardly noteworthy. There was no car in the driveway, but there was an attached garage. The lights were on downstairs.. “Where are you from?” I asked her.“My daughter and I live in the Dallas area.”I couldn’t contain myself as I began to lightly laugh and smile.“What’s so funny?” she asked.“I find it ironic that I go on vacation to get away from it all and I run into someone from home.”We continued talking for about 2 more hours about nothing in general, just trying to get to know each other a little better. She looked down at her watch and told me that she had to get going. I was a little sad to have to depart. I had done two courses in the last four weeks, so another two courses in the same time period should be easy, especially as my various speed improvement methods would apply for the entire period.I did expect to lose some time preparing for the two grades' worth of school exams, but I was well on top of those so I wasn't too worried, even if I spent quite a while reviewing my less successful subjects. Unfortunately, even my wonderfully improved memory wasn't much use in English. As far as I.