He could barely get it in before he was busting a nut. I guess that’s why he can lick a pussy. Yeah, now that I think about it, I’m gonna miss t...at long tongue. Let me tell you, he might not be a good fuck but that man sure can work a tongue. His tongue is sooo long and thick and the way he would stick it in my pussy and twirl it all around, my pussy is throbbing now just thinking about it. And he’s not stingy with it either. Once he starts licking he could be there forever…sometimes I’m. ” As expected, he remained quiet. “I mean, that was quite an impressive hard-on.” “A what?” “You know, a hard-on. An erection. How do you say it in Portuguese?” “Ah, yes, OK.” “So, how do you say it in your language?” Somehow I really wanted to hear him saying this word. “Er… ereção.” “Yeah, that’s it. Seems like you still have it.” “I’m sorry.” “Oh, don’t be sorry, it’s the most natural thing in the world. What was it that you enjoyed most, just my butt or my butt getting spanked?” “Er…” “When. It would be a rather long walk home, but right now she didn’t care. She'd reached the release she had been needing.-----------------------------------------------------------------“Yeah, I remember it now.” Malin let out a little giggle. “That was a fun evening.” Bill sighed and lit another cigarette.“Must have been, because you tried to do the same tonight. Only two things went wrong tonight, unlike last night. That I guess was a resounding success in your book. Tonight you were pissed drunk,. The man gravitated towards Gina and engaged her in a brief conversation. From her body language, Harry saw that the conversation, or even the presence of the man, who Harry guessed was in his early forties, was unwelcome. He had invaded her space, so she half turned, taking one step back, turning into partly seeing me in at least her periphery vision. I saw her tiny smile form on her lips, like Mona Lisa, and just knew she was remembering the fun we had had earlier while she did what felt like.