She must of been into a fantasy because she began talking to an imaginary person. " oohhh god your going to make me suck your big dick mister?" she sa...d before flicking her tongue on the head. " but its so big" her fingers moved all around her pussy and Syd noticed her hips arching off the bed each time they touched and squeezed her big wet clit. She sucked on the dildo for a few minutes getting it sloppy wet with her spit. Syd was pulling his pecker imagining her sucking on his. (god, she. Some of it was even in my hair. I asked, "Enough?"My head was resting on her left thigh. The odor of our lovemaking was very strong with my face down there. "I don't know, let me catch my breath." she then asked, "How was it for you?" "Exciting, in a very nasty way." I said."I understand that," she said. "It turns me on so much seeing you suck me after we fuck. It's so nasty! I won't swallow your stuff, but you'll swallow mine and yours. This time it must have been a little gross after it was. Sometimes she felt she needed just to spend a little time by herself, thinking about what she had learned but today she felt independent, and just wanted to do what she wanted to do.She made her way to Cambridge Circus. It was only five minutes walk from the Tea Parlour but it was, at least, a change of scene. It was pedestrianised now and used as a venue for New Order rallies. The intelligence services were rumoured to have their offices almost opposite. Just around the corner, in Old Compton. And so feeling it was wrong to touch the undies, I resisted touching or going near the sacred items for a whole day, but the temptation eventually became too much and so every time I walked into the room I found myself just touching a nylon leg and having a quick rub, that progressed over the day to rubbing the nylon on my cock,until after my lady went to bed, i couldn`t think about anything else but those tights, i lost control and borrowed a pair to wear and wank.I chose a pair of her.