The people went about their business as life slowly returned to normal after what they had endured through the war. Rationing of petrol and food was s...rictly in place which accounted for the lack of transport on the roads.Shaun booked into the Russel Square Hotel and after a bath made a long distance telephone call to the number Prof had given him in Paris. He had to wait for ten minutes before he was connected to Bobby’s office.“Major Dole”, a tinny voice said at the other end of the. "It feels so wonderful. And I know it will feel wonderful. So why do I keep trying not to do it?"Sherry raised her head and her lips slid up the shaft of the now very hard penis she'd been sucking. Her cheeks caved in and there was a popping sound as that pressure was relieved."You're a girl," said Sherry, who apparently was not at all confused by the penis in her hand. "We're taught not to have sex, and not to enjoy it if we do."She lowered her head, again taking Carly's penis into her mouth.. " was all that Mansi could say as she devoured the delicious crap. She closed her eyes. She wanted to detach herself from the world. She didn't want any distractions. Her only connection with the life was taste of shit in her mouth.Jiya stood up and turned around inspecting the work that she had just done. She was an artist, an sculpture critiquing her own work. Was the thickness uniform? Was the texture perfect? Was the color of her shit good enough for such an art work? Could she have rotated. I now lower both of her legs, so that I can sit on the foot rest between her legs, and go deep inside of her with a lively tongue, till she nearly falls out of the chair, as she has a massive orgasm.Next I help her to an awaiting whirlpool spa in the next room, where she relaxes while I prepare for my next cus-tomer. This time a beautiful blonde with thick hair to her waist. She, too, asks for “the works.” My third customer is a very cute redhead with really thick hair. She wants an Italian.