Another wave of juices followed, before your heavy breathing begun to subside. You pushed me gently, but with confidence, lower. You were eager to fee... me in your other erogenous place, the rear gate of your secret pleasures, the Trojan horse of all your lusts. Gently at the beginning and tenderly, stipulating the sin, I explored your tight back crevice. And when I felt it relaxed, I pushed my tongue into it, violating at once all taboos and prejudices. And as simple as that, with slow, wet. Different. And who are you, anyway?” Emilia asked me now.“My best friends call me ‘Frank,’ but you can call me, ‘Uncle Frank,’ okay? Just like my niece, who requested your presence, you see,” I smiled as I gave those instructions to the Game of Thrones actress.“Oh, okay, so it’s for your niece. How sweet! But you’re a Yank, judging by your accent. You have a British niece?” Emilia seemed loathe to hang up with me for some reason, getting rather chummy.“That I do, ma’am. That I do. Until then,. .. what?Katy looks at the bra and the justifiably dumbfounded expression on my face."I have an idea" she says with a sultry look on her face...and with that she undoes the shoulder straps on her swimsuit, revealing her 32DDD breasts.She moves in close to my face and says... "I'm gonna let you do what the whole crew out there wants to do..." What?" I ask, stupidly"Fuck my tits."I nearly pass out with her response. She lowers herself to my crotch and pulls my jeans down to ankles, revealing an. She make all the right moves at all the right times. I knew what her plan was, as I lay there helplessly. She’d won. But don’t you think for a second that I was raped. I let everything happen that night out of pure free will and I don’t regret a moment of it to this day. But we’re not even there yet. Don’t worry, though. We’ll get there soon enough, I promise. Anyway, so I’m lying there on the floor, staring at my music note-clad ceiling and realizing that I’m going to fall asleep soon. And I.