It took a moment for John to recognize the man he had just saved. Surprised, he said, “Mr. Means! How are you doing?”“Much better now.” He rea...hed down and took a sip of water. The coolness eased a little of the irritation in his throat.“I’m John Carter. You were the principal at the high school when I was a student. It’s so nice to see you again.”Mr. Means was still in the process of recovering from his experience. He vaguely recalled the young man. Then he remembered the incident that had. ‘You mean you are going to fuck me in this m…m…mess’ I asked surprised. ‘Who said anything about fucking’ he replied, ‘you remember you wanted to know by what other means your didi satisfied me’. ‘Yes tell me’ I asked innocently. ‘Mera laurda choos ke (By sucking my cock)’ he replied. ‘K..K..Kya? Aap chahate hain ki main aapka laurda apne muh main loon (W…W…What? You want me to take your cock in my mouth?)’ I asked incredulously. ‘Kyon nahin teri didi leti hai aur duniya ki hazaron aurtain leti. I let out a low, guttural moan and spread my legs even further, encouraging her to go even deeper in my pussy with her fingers. She continued stroking her fingers into and out of my cunt, and I moved my hips with her strokes as I felt myself approaching a massive orgasm. Her knuckles were hitting my g-spot perfectly, and in no time, an electrifying climax racked my entire body. She kept her fingers inside me, but slowed down her strokes, as my orgasm washed over me.As I lay there, moaning. “Good” he said, “tell the café manager your shift here is finished, I need my cock serviced, and you have taken my fancy for this evening”. “Yes, Herr Standartenführer” she said “and retreated back into the café”. By the time he had finished his coffee and schnapps, the girl was standing a little way off, her apron removed he could see her hanging tits now, veined, her areola’s large with long nipples, a consequence of the milking. She followed him, a decent distance behind, he could see her in.