Just a few blocks away stood the monolithic brick foreign ministry building. Andersen was walking home along Sankt Anna Gade, passing through the quai...t Christianshavn neighborhood on her way to her apartment. The woman from the foreign ministry took this way home every afternoon, the route was now well mapped out and was being covered by his agents. The transceiver in his ear fed him updates on her progress, she was crossing the bridge now, passing the little sidewalk café. The street was. " It was when you moved down to eat Lynn out that I had the most erotic voyeuristic experience of my life. I couldn't believe how it affected me. I mean, to see you doing that and to think that you were eating both your cum and my cum from your wife's cunt...it just blew my mind." What's your point?" I asked, a bit irritated. I didn't like where this was going."No, no...wait." Ben sensed my discomfort. "No. The point is, I was ready to fit you into the wimpy, cuckolded husband role. But then we. What school you go to?" Simpson College. I'm twenty and going to be a sophomore." I heard them stories about Simpson." What stories?" 'Bout how all those queer college boys there always having sex with each other." I don't know anything about that." Christopher said. He was shocked at the comment."Oh? Don't you got a boyfriend there?" No! I'm not gay!" Christopher protested."Didn't mean to ruffle your feathers. Just figured you might be a twink. I mean given your size and all." What's wrong. “I love watching you do this. Cum for me baby, cum for me.” she whispered looking directly into my eyes.The words were so passionate, so intense, I went hurtling over the edge. I felt the cum race up my shaft exploding from the head, landing on my chest. Several more thick ropes of cum shot from my cock, coating my stomach. I frantically pumped my cock, milking what was left of a mind numbing orgasm between my fingers. I leaned back exhausted, my cock still throbbing from the intense ordeal. I.