The woman soon switched her attention from his toweringtip to his pulsating balls, her tongue and lipsstimulating their skin, while her hand, now grip...ingthe shaft above them, began to pump the very same. Verysoon, she was wanking the man with enough fury that hisclimax seemed inevitable. The man groaned and hismuscles became tight, but presently, the woman stopped,not touching any part of him with either hands or lips.The man’s eyes opened with a start, and he lookeddirectly at the face. Lisa liked soup, and we typically had some kind of soup or stew twice a week. The way things usually went, we’d prepare the food and then Lisa would slip back in her bedroom and put on some kind of sexy costume. I’d get the scarves, the cuffs or the chains ready, and then I’d pretend to be the sultan or the gangster or the warrior or whoever it was who’d captured and would make her his slave that night.So come Wednesday and Lisa made her delicious vegetable soup. Before we ate, like almost. It doesn’t matter what anyone else says, you have to do the things you want to do.”We also meet one of her fellow nurses, and her best friends, Claudia – a shorter, not so pretty, but still fun looking girl. “She’s won’t mind me saying this, but she’s a bit of a slut really. She loves it. I wouldn’t put anything past her.”Back to Sarah, “I don’t deny it ... I like to sleep around. I love sex. Most men can’t handle my attitude. I can’t be loyal to one man – I’ve been in relationships before but. When she turned her tight ass toward me, I excused myself to the bathroom while she cooked our eggs and bacon. I’m surprised she didn’t hear me groan with pleasure and relief when I pumped my load into the toilet. One shot missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my breathing returned to normal.I was at a loss about how I was going to plan drinks and drugs, so I could fuck her all night long, again. But… I had all day to think about it. .