I gasped and held my tight fists by my side. She gently massaged my nipple, the sensation was overwhelming.“You’re not going to humiliate me in fr...nt of my friends again are you, young man ?” she gently asked. Wait a minute , i was in pink sissy uniform full make up and with high heels serving she and her friend the last 2 hours , they use me as an ashtray , inspect my chastity and god knows what else and you tell me that i humilate you in front of your friend.“No Ma’am” I replied.“You’re going. .." she purred.I could feel my cock growing inside my shorts and I hoped I wouldn't have to stand up for anything. I would hate to let her see that I had an erection. I thought that would be quite rude.Suddenly she grabbed an ear of corn off my plate. She began to suck on it like a big dick, and my eyes bugged out of my head. I sat back in amazement as she leaned back a bit, pulled the crotch of her bikini bottom aside and began to rub the corn against her exposed clit! She moaned softly as the. She wanted to eat pussy. She wanted to make love to another woman. I knew no women in Marseille, but I knew where to find an available one.I left Aisha and went a few blocks away to where the street walkers congregated. I saw one that struck my fancy. She was a petite red head. I always tended towards red heads. And she had her hair cut like a pixie. She was even half-way pretty for a hooker. I approached her, we made a deal, and we went back the hotel room where Aisha was waiting. When we. Before I answered, he got up and ran over the computer, typed something in and a Coldplay tune filled the room. I flipped open my phone and checked for any messages from Jasmine, briefly going over the pictures I had of her stored in my phone. As soon as the Coldplay song ended we were able to get some work done. The hours passed and it was already 4 pm when we took a break. After being at it for so long, we decided to leave things there for the day. I jumped in my car and it started up without.