I began pumping for all I was worth. My balls were slamming against her ass as I tried to reach her throat from the bottom. Erica began to whimper, th...n moan. Her release was building, as was Christine’s. She tried to pull her mouth away from Erica’s pussy to say something, but Erica was having no part of that. She grabbed Christine by the hair and pushed her face back into Erica’s crotch. I could feel Christine start to shudder, then she let out a primal scream. That set off Erica, who began. I imagined them wrapped gently around my cock as it slid in and out of her mouth. I was so glad my arousal was hidden by the table. She was telling me again of all the sexual stories her clients would relate to her. She mentioned how she felt jealous of them because it had been so long since she had experienced anything like that. Her words were doing nothing to ease my arousal. I told her most people have those feelings. We all want to be sexually adventurous to some degree. We all like the. I stretched and a finger found her clit. Just a touch and she moaned loudly. "I want you to fuck me," she said at full volume and handed me a condom."Shhh," I shushed her, "okay". I lifted her up, pulled the condom onto my pulsating dick, and guided it into her tight wet hole. And it just slid right in there. Like that's where it was always meant to be. And she gasped and sat up straight and the blanket fell back from her shoulders. Her tits were glorious. This being the first time I'd seen. But to poor Kara, where she was when we met her, maybe she wasn't able to pull back. Maybe she was in the dark." How much of that was losses? Losing her mom. Her housekeeper friend. Those losses."He sighed. "And I see a sensitive soul in her. Kind of fragile, in one sense."All that conversation after a pleasant dinner in a restaurant in Oslo. A meticulously clean hotel room. An unfortunately small shower. And before lovemaking that had it been a painting, would have graced the wall of a.