Now we were standing by the table.-eat, drink and prepare for the next session. I cannot waste these two days, you know?-His eyes were shining with lu...t. I was speechless. He rubbed my head.-do not worry, I will not leave you to suffer-He them kissed my forehead.-let us eat, then have a nap, and once ready, have fun-After the meals, we went back to his bedroom.I laid there as soon as I was there. When he also tried to lay, I asked him,-how often can you have sex?--hmm…i dunno, but I know that. If you have lots of money you can stay in the finest rooms reached by an eye-catching sweeping staircase but, if you're on a budget like we were, you can end-up 'In the Gods' as we did. The room we rented was on the very top floor and its one window looked out at nothing other than the walls of a turret about the size of an upright freezer complete with crenulations. It was a pokey room with one third of it taken-up with a bathroom leaving an L shaped space to live in. The double bed was too. I moved shortly after servicing my friend so throughout my twenties and early thirties I already knew I like sucking on a thick, hot, blood filled cock. I can remember a friend of who was always my designated driver, would go out together then I'd wake the next morning piecing the night together praying I didn't get drunk enough to try and suck his dick on the way home, but I was just scared of rejection. Then there was my friends friend the bagel chef. He worked from 11 to 1 or 2 baking. I looked around and felt that it was safe, so I climbed the fence to get closer to their door/window. As I approached I was able to see that Jim really wasn't all that well hung, as a matter of fact, he looked about 4 inches long, and hard as hell, He was sucking her pussy for all he was worth I could see him sucking at her clitoris as well as dipping down to suck her fuck hole of all it's slippery contents. I heard Linda get her nut again as Jim raised up and finally plunged his cock into her.