We started to kiss with our tongues exploring each other. I pressed her ass and kissed her deep. She wore a chemise which made her look like a porn st...r.I slowly put my finger in between the tags on her shoulder and pulled it down. She held my fingers in between and started to remove my shirt.She bent down looking at me sexily removed my jeans and pulled the zip down kissing my belly button.She slide her hands on both the sides of my shorts and slowly pulled it down and kissed my cock.I lift. "Author's note to readers and writers: Hi! Thanks for checking out my story. It's my first erotica/romance story, not just publicly, but just in general. It's also the first time I write fictional prose in English as it is my second language, but I think I write English well enough for these questionable purposes. If there are any spelling and/or grammatical mistakes that you think are severe, or if there is a sentence that is worded in a weird or confusing way, don't hesitate to shoot me a. The first patient I agreed to use my mouth on was a young Irish cop who had been shot across the bridge of his nose with a deflected round from some other cop's gun. His buddies all thought it was a joke and that he shouldn't have been pushing his nose in where it was going to get shot off. I didn't see any humor in that and felt sorry for Officer Malone with the two black eyes and the sad look of a man that wanted to be anywhere except in a hospital. He begged me for a day and a half to whack. If so, it didn’t work. They were both well into puberty now, and while I liked Simon, I regularly threatened him with bodily harm should he ever let his hormones take over.We did the premiere at the Empire Leicester Square this time, as we apparently owned it. It had belonged to Mecca, the bingo and dance hall company, which we’d bought, stripped of several valuable properties, and sold on. The Empire’s basement dance hall had been closed, and the building was gradually being converted into.