You start to let it all go and feel how the wantonness over takes you again, you feel his tongue teasing your rose bud. Letting the tip of his tongue ...ently dancing on it, sucking it in his mouth, you push your hips to his mouth and pull his head closer. You feel your bud in his mouth, and feel how he softly bites in it and whilst sucking you feel you loose it again, and reach your 3rd orgasm.You feel supercharged, tired yet unsatisfied, over satisfied yet hungry for more… much more. You feel. We,d arrived at the hotel as the restaurant was closing so ordered supper via room service though I think we were more interested in eating each other more than food. The meal was excellent but I have no recollection of what it was. Whilst we ate she turned on the tv just to see what was on and of course it was Saturday Night at the London Palladeum hosted by a young Bruce Forsyth so Sarah started to watch and suggested I have my bath first and then try on my other part of her wedding gift a. I pulled from her mouth as I came, spattering white fluid across her cheek and the corner of her eye, into her beautiful brown hair. I aimed at her lips, and the next spurt covered her tongue and dripped from her mouth, down onto her studded collar and bare breasts. I stared at her, twitching, suddenly at peace with the entire world, as she leaned forward to lap at me, licking me clean. I felt like sitting down, like sleeping, and the colors of the night seemed suddenly too intense to look. Hell of a name. Hell of a woman.Memories. They fill out the nights and make the long days pass.Last week one of the young nurses took an interest in me. Must have liked the stories I told. Felt sorry for the old geezer, did she? She gave me some relief, a "bee-jay," she called it. Felt all right at first, but mostly it just tickled. I patted her on top of the head as she was working hard at it. Nice girl. Meant well. But I don't think I'll ask for an encore.I remember the first time I took a.