Guido had not returned yet, though she suspected he was making himself useful elsewhere. The old woman had stood to the side as they had sewn her husb...nd into a cloth, crying while one of the young women of the village had comforted her.Wendy walked a ways from the square, hoping to clear her nose of the stench of death. Guido was there, on the side of the main avenue through town, helping men, in a group, set some tables under the eaves of a large elm. The only 'roof' left in the village right. Her head bobbed back and forth on my stiffened cock her mouth made loud sucking and slurping sounds. Her energy was rewarded by my booze soft cock getting harder by the second. She pulled and tugged on my balls and jacked me while her lips covered my tip she nearly brought me to the edge of orgasm a couple of times. She slowed down, kissing and jacking my cock once more. She stood and smiled stripped of her pants and panties knelt on the toilet seat and put her hands on the wall. Her ass. "Boy, I'd sure love to do you guys before I leave."*Hot mouth on my nipples. He sucked me in, jaw wide and twirling his tongue around. I moaned, long and low. Even nervous, I'm very sensitive there as he knows so damned well. That always gets to me. I ran my hands through his hair, then held his head, guiding him, and felt the button of my jeans pop. Then the zipper. The bed was right behind me. He simply pressed my hips, I sat back and down, then onto elbows with my bottom just at the edge.. It was one very large building housing three businesses. At one end was the toy store that Kim was familiar with, which closed at midnight. At the other end was a gentleman's club that was open until 2 am every night. In the middle was a massage shop open 24 hours a day and provided more happy endings in one day after the "massage" than all of the k**s' movies ever made. All three businesses were owned by the same group of people and there was an unspoken arrangement with police. In exchange.