” she said lustfully, and I felt myself grow even harder. I obeyed, pulling my shirt over my head, and tossed it on the floor. I looked down at her...as I smiled. “Baby, this is so wrong,” I told her. She nodded. “I know. But then again, it’s so right.” As she said that, I leaned down to kiss her passionately. She kissed me back with equal force. “Oh, John,” she moaned. I groaned into her mouth as I continued kissing her, and soon I felt her hands unbuttoning my jeans. She fumbled with the. And then my wetness was dwarfed as he proceeded to pump what seemed like a gallon of cum in me. Yes, I know that a teaspoon full is probably how much it really was, the normal size of male ejaculate but DAMN, it seemed like it.When we got off the train in Paris we were both walking on rubbery legs. I was tempted to suggest a stay over at an apartment I had kept since the 1930's so we could recover, but who was I kidding? If we had we probably would have had to crawl to the plane. Not a civilian. She was so excited for tonight. But now I know that tonight, though still amazing will be hard to get through. She will make sure of that. When I pull up to her house i can see her silhouette through the curtains moving about in her kitchen. When I get closer to the door I can hear the music she is playing. Some kind of crazy bass dropping songs that she likes to dance to when she is alone. Sometimes I will spy on her and its strange how she loses herself. Dancing with no rhyme or reason and. ." What bothers you most about it?" Toby asked, while cupping a breast. They were both nude; Candace was slowly jacking his erection."It's probably sorry-assed of me," Candace replied, "but it's the race thing. The other -- well, I'm getting used to it."Toby mouthed a nipple for a moment, erecting it. He liked breasts; if there was a downside to Jean it was her limitations in that area. "The worst part of that would be public -- and he can't do that. He won't be introducing you to his friends.