It didn't take very long until his hips thrust forward, I heard a moan and my mouth was flooded with his hot ejaculate. That was memorable -- trying a... once to swallow it, savor it, examine it for taste and texture, and all at the same time setting aside any concerns I had. I still remember the sensations. I remember his flesh rod jumping and pumping, the pulsing of the tube on the underside as it delivered his cum, the force of the hot liquid entering my mouth and being swallowed. As he. Though, other than suspicions, I had little else to go on, just a feeling something wasn’t quite right. A slightly tipsy Mary decided she would do some sandwiches from the remains of the turkey and I offered to help when no one else appeared to want to move.The kitchen itself was long and narrow, though had a lot of cupboards and work-top space.“If you could start setting the table, I’ll prepare the leftovers and sandwiches, Mike,” she requested.“Of course, Mary.”It wasn’t deliberate, I’m sure. It was the way you had learned to cope with your ridiculous name.You're standing there, in your Frankfurt office, toking on your cigar (was that the word? Fuck if you know) and staring out of the window.Ah Frankfurt, that least German of German cities. Your head office is in the Bahnhofsviertel, which is probably one of the dirtiest and unsafest places in Germany, and also where the Red Light district is located. You sigh when you watch the - at this point - non-flashing neon sign of the "SeXXX. .." the young girl said, relief flooding through her as she realized she had found someone to talk to."Listen," the older redhead told her. "There's just one guideline in this life that works... if it feels good-do it!" Oh, it couldn't be that simple," Cally protested."It is," Loretta said with assurance.And then Loretta did something that should have shocked and upset Cally, but it didn't. She merely watched in rapt curiosity.Loretta began to take off her clothes, and Cally watched spellbound.