And as much as I liked his cum, I was also enjoying the act of sucking his cock and balls, and knew that I would suck other men, even if they didn’t...shoot as much cum as Frank.We left work at about 7:00 pm that day, and had a quick dinner before returning to Frank’s room at about 8:15 pm. I was looking forward to being able to leisurely suck him again, and hopefully spend quality time on his balls and perineum.But before we got started, I had another idea and said, “Frank, now that I’ve sucked. But she did not move her ass away from my tongue. Clutching the edge of the table tightly, she whispered, "Kumar, idu venda...aiyo..." i had once again become deaf to her protests, which had been gradually becoming weaker and weaker. Standing on one knee, i twisted my wrist, moving my tongue this way and that in order to squeeze it into her ass hole. But the wall of her anus did not seem to budge.Then she moved away and asked me to lie on the bed and she started to suck my cock vigorously,. And then, themovement stopped again.I looked at the remote control. It said "Recline?". I pushed it with myfree right hand. The chair reclined. Pretty soon, I was laying out, withmy Latina wonder pointing at the sky and my knees slightly elevated. Mybreasts, wonders of silicone, pointed at the ceiling. I felt the dildo began to move again. I held up the screen to see what itsaid. It was back to "Calibrating". The movement of the dildo was amazing. It must have figured out where myprostate was,. None. they are just what a womanwears, so that's what I wear.To further that point, its not about the clothes.I wear pants and a shirt most days. Dresses and skirts are saved forspecial occasions - just like most women my age. Yes, there are times whenI want to be more feminine, but I'm a practical woman , and so end up incomfortable, durable clothes. And as for underwear, that's even morepractical, as the only person who will ever see them is me.It's not about attracting attention.My happiest.