I had twice lived and studied in Europe before meeting Julie: in southern, French-speaking Belgium as a high school exchange student during the first ...ulf War, then in spring 1995 at a small institute in southern Paris. Julie had never traveled outside North America, and had always wanted to travel the world, especially wanting to see Paris, so – not surprisingly – when we began to plan where we would travel, Paris was at the top of the destination list. January 2005 was filled with work of a. "Oh, I want that dick!" I said loudly."Oh yeah, there we go!" he said with a smile. He grabbed the back of myhead and shoved his cock in my mouth again. He then started pulling it outand popping it back in rhythmically as I kept my mouth open -- a willingreceptacle for his tool."You like that, huh?" he said breathlessly. "Uh, huh!" I answeredfeverishly in between sucks."What you want boy? Tell me!" he demanded."I want you to fuck me!" I exclaimed, my eyes turning up to his. "Fuck me,man. Fuck. "I was wheeled into the bathroom again, but this time John left me in the wheelchair. Apparently he'd had some work done on the chair so I wouldn't have to sit in the other chair as I had been for my enemas."Now Simone, we're changing you're enema routine slightly. Instead of the plug we have been using, from now on you won't be getting your enema via the plug, but we will be inserting this device into your rectum from now on."He produced a pink veined version of the gag he'd used on me the. I had Maria now joining in on the conversations about their respective husbands' sexual prowess (or lack thereof). Her friends were impressed by her stories of how often we had sex and how many times she came.I slowly had Maria come to the conclusion that it wasn't right to keep me all to herself and she should share me with her friends. They often gathered at our house to talk. Certain that I could not understand them they spoke openly while I appeared to be reading or watching TV. They found.