I was more worried about possibly disappointing and upsetting him by not being able to do it than about own discomfort."Uh.....I.....I," I stammered a... I looked up at him as he started to press down on the top of his stallion-like cock. "What is it, k**?" I....I'm just afraid I won't be able to this the way you want me to. If I do it wrong, I...I don't mean to," I said with a sincere note of trepidation in my voice."You'll be fine, k**," he said with that warm calming tone in his voice again.. I had read that there was a lifestyle convention at the Ritz tonight, so I was really aroused thinking of the possibilities. The smile on her face told me she had it all planned! As she urged me to hurry up. She had packed a small rolling suitcase which I took and followed her out to the car...the sight of those seamed stockings and heels would keep me hard for a while.When we got to the RItz, my wife said she was going to scope out the bar and that I should register and take the bag to the. He starts to move down and before I know it his tongue is deep inside me. I moan softly. My legs start to shake. I move my hips as he licks deeper. I can hear his breathing. He sounds like a lion that is just getting into the catch he has gotten. I feel his fingers start to explore me. I lift my right leg and place it on the edge of the shower. I feel the pressure of the orgasm building. I arch my back as the rush or fluid escapes me. My legs are shaking, and I have to support myself. Nick. I am just trained to have sex in every way possible. Intercourse, blowjobs, anal, fisting, lesbian, whatever is required of me.” “How do you mean, trained?” “My parents are very traditional, and they believe in keeping the old Japanese culture alive. After I left University, they sent me to a Geisha school to learn how to please men, and then they had me tattooed just like them. It is a great honour.” “You mean that your parents are tattooed as well?” “Oh, yes, both of them. My mother is.