In the USAF then and on leave in London, England it wasn’t, easy to find some where to take a young woman to “get to know her better” but Sarah ...ad the same ideas and took me to a “news cinema” which people our age may remember. Not exactly privacy but at least most of the other people there were doing the same thing we were except you had to breathe cigarette smoke while doing it. After two dates her mother invited me to her house in North London and there we were left to listen to her pop. She had an amazing ass and massive C-cup boobs with the cutest nipples in the world. She was mixed, her skin tone was gorgeous and her eyes were so pretty. The kind of girl you want to fuck 30 times, then marry. She was great in bed. Willing to try anything, and definitely knew what got me going. She was a screamer, which I was always a sucker for. She certainly knew hot to suck a dick too. I couldn't count how many times I came down her throat. She loved it too. We shared a fetish of her. And all she had to do was let him stick his thing into her. Ugh!It hadn't always been that way. As a schoolgirl she'd had the conventional romantic fantasies of swooning and melting away in some man's arms, of getting married and living in an ivy-covered cottage, of having kids and backyard barbecues, and all the rest. But, reality got in the way. Sex. Horrid, unclean, messy sex.She had lost her virginity the night of the Junior Prom. Her date had been very insistent. And very clumsy. It had. I was fascinated watching them eat. So I jerked off into a prescription bottle and had the waiter pour that onto the groom's food the next day. He was fucking his new wife, but eating my cum. How delightful. Next, I had the waiter put some piss into their food and drink. Not so much that they would notice, although in their lovey dovey state, perhaps they would not have noticed if they had drunk pure piss. I asked the waiter if he could get into their room, and he said, of course, as part of.