I constantly looked for any sign Spirit was an unwilling party to our lovemaking.We had long ago established a command for ‘make me cum’. Usually ...t happened when I was washing him, sometimes when grooming him. Spirit would let his cock down so it hung towards the floor, then turn his head and do the lippy thing with his muzzle pressed to my head. I in turn would stop what I was doing, wash his cock unless I’d just done so, then take him in both hands and give him my version of a blow job. No,. We'd eaten out yet again and had gone back to the hotel for a couple of late night drinks, but to be honest we were knackered, we went to bed at just after 12 midnight.I was finding it difficult to sleep because of the temperature so at 2:30am I decided to go outside to cool down and have a cigarette, as I walked out of the hotel there was a table on some grass, I sat there smoking and enjoying the view and the cooler air, when out of the silence a couple were arguing, he was shouting and. He sat back and took in what was happening before him. She was practically ripping my jeans off me so she could put her tongue on me. She's had many females in her time and her expertise was apparent. She started off slow, barely touching my clit with her tongue, flicking it ever so slightly, just enough to send shockwaves through my abdomen. She slid one finger in my aching pussy, then another, pulling them out and licking them like a popsicle getting every last drop of my juices. Then, she. “Why didn’t you call me to come with you to sign that contract?”“I, uh, don’t remember,” said Tom. “There’s lots of things I find I can’t remember.”“Like what?” she asked.“I think I used to live in a different country, but I’m not sure.”“America,” she said.“Oh! Yes. Right. America. I think that was the name of it.”“Oh God!” she gasped. “That’s going to happen to me, too, isn’t it?”“What’s going to happen to you, too?”“Nothing,” she said with a sob. “I don’t want to think about it.”“Okay,” he.