In my defense, I was drunk with Rafi. That’s not all. I also boffed your friend, your bridesmaid, Lola, you know ... a few times, and your other one... Whitney. You know, the black one. I seem to recall you having two bridesmaids named Whitney, which was confusing as fuck,” Ernie confessed some of his escapades so far at least.“Yeah, white Whitney is actually named Whitney Tavington, whereas black Whitney is named Whitney White. No joke. The black Whitney has ‘white’ for her last name. You can’t. I told him he was completely normal, sexually. He was a dwarf, but I was sure that wouldn’t keep him from having sex. We got dressed and wandered around, talking.”It was pleasant sitting in the warm, late morning sun with Marja stroking me. I remembered how good it felt when I came inside her in Venice and how quickly that feeling had disappeared when I saw how upset she was. My erection wilted.“What’s wrong?’ asked Marja.“I was thinking about Venice, and the way you reacted when I came in you.. Kya khaate ho sand ki tarah kare ja rahe ho. I told her meri jaan there is more to cum hehehehe!!!. She started stroking my cock then I said ab moon main karoonga she said chi chi main nahin karoongi ganda lagta hain. I said try u will love it for sure she hesitantly said Ok and thenI stroked my cock in her mouth and she started rubbing her hand around my balls and I started taking my fingers through her hair and caressing her. She licked and sucked the cock nicely I never felt she was a first. After a few more minutes she said she would have to think about it and that we might be back, and the ritual of taking them off and replacing them with her sexy shoes. (note, on a later meeting with her I did end up coming all over them and some stockings that were never worn again).Once back in the mall I asked her what the saleslady had said to her, and she smiled and said, "She said it was pretty obvious that YOU liked them, and from the looks of things I should buy them and go home right.