I’ll bet you would have won both,’ he said. Julie was embarrassed to hear it, but it was turning her on–that, and Bruce’s fingers pinching and...rolling her nipples as he continued massaging her tits. When she had first moved in, she had been extremely shy about her chest, but under Sarah’s wing, and Bruce’s as well, she had become proud of her bosom, and enjoyed showing it off. She usually wore tops that showed off her chest–low-cut tops, tube tops or just bikini tops. Today, since she wasn’t. I leed him by the hand and walk down the hall to find a good place. we come to this small room through all these gloryholes and find a narrow room that had a tv showing porn, a padded long bench, and another couple of guys at the other end. they didn't even notice us. my big beautiful older man sat me on the bench, and put his uncut cock back in my mouth. It instantly got stiff again, then he forced me back and roughly yanked my legs out and put them beside my ears. I felt so vulnerable and. He asked if I wanted a little one-on-one in one of the booths, and at this point, I simply said, "what the fuck."We got up, pulled our pants up and walked around to an empty booth, which were actually quite large inside. Each had a small bench. This guy was very straightforward and told me to lose the pants and kneel on the bench. As I was pulling my pants down, I got a look at his cock, with wasn't very wide but was pretty lock - 7 or 8 inches with a head that wasn't too intimating, which was. He explained to me some minor differences between German spoken in Germany, Austria and Switzerland. He then asked me what I studied, and when I answered linguistics, asked what languages I spoke. I told him that I spoke English (the American variety, of course), Mandarin Chinese (my mother insisted on all of us learning it), French and Spanish, and had a fairly good grasp of Latin and Italian. As we spoke for with each other during that long train ride, I noticed several things about him –.