As he’d done with me so many times, he pulled out, ejaculating across Ann’s tiny tits as she tried to pull him to her mouth to at least taste his ...ffering. I left, shaking my head. He’d not learnt a thing. When I got Tim to myself later, I thought, the one thing I wouldn’t waste would be his cum. Downstairs, I saw that most of the guests were leaving, or gone, and sought out Tim, finding him, still in his flasher’s mac, in the back garden with Chris and Claire, sharing a roll-up cigarette of. I can't explain what I feel but I really like it. it taste like salty with a smell of soap. I move my mouth up and down and suck his dick so slow. As I'm sucking him a felt his hand on my head. I freeze and I don't know what to do. I looked at him and he smile back. "why did you stop?" sorry I did not mean to hmmm----"He grab my head and return it to his hard cock. I suck it again this time with passion and eagerness. He fuck my mouth so deep and I almost choke but I did not care. He moans. One drop hit the windshield, then another, then two or three at once, and then it was like going through a car wash while you stayed in the car. Water, water everywhere. The windshield wipers could barely keep up. I mentally kicked myself for not bringing my umbrella, or even a raincoat, and most of all for not even checking the weather report before leaving the dorm. But I had been rushing, nervous about following Miss Frobisher’s directions and getting to her pick-up point on time. Instead of. A dark black limousine waited for us. The Valkyrie, from the wave pool in The Castle, a blonde as tall as she was striking, stood outside the opened back door. She was dressed in a dark leggings, a short skirt, and a chauffeur’s jacket and coat. Chauffeuse? I wondered. It’s masseur and masseuse, right? For man and woman. But do you say, for example, saboteur and saboteuse, amateur and amateuse? I think it comes from French. It’s an interesting--“We’re here, get out of the damned vehicle.” Ellie.