She smiled and said “tumhara lund to theek thak heir she was moving her hand along the entire length of cock very lightly and giving me the maximum ...leasure. Out of ecstasy I started groaning involuntarily she was looking into my eyes and smiling the lust for cock was very much visible in her eyes. Then she removed my shorts and took my cock in her mouth lovingly and started rolling it in her mouth. Of & on she was teething head of my cock whirling her tongue around it and taking entire length. If you want to visit Pompeii, we’ll go there. It’s your honeymoon and if you’re happy, I’m happy.”She gently picked up my hand and, whilst never breaking eye contact, lowered it into a saucer of blueberry jam.“MEL! Trut! Hahaha!” I laughed, when I found out. (Trut doesn’t translate but it equates to ‘silly cow’ in English. I’d never call her anything worse.)“That’s for bullshitting me. It’s OUR honeymoon, not just mine. Look, I’m not hung up on this Pompeii thing. I can do that with my next. After I sat back down at the bar, Erika brought me a beer and said "thanks for helping" with a smile. "Anytime" I responded. "Would you want to help me clean up after bar close? I'll make it worth your while" said Erika. "Yeah I'll help you close up" I said. The rest of the night went uneventful, besides Erika and I catching each other looking over and you could tell she was horny. Last call came and after the few remaining patrons left Erika locked the front door. She walked up to me and said. Men aren't cheerleaders unless they're gay.Tell me. Are you a top or a bottom?"Monica, I love you, but you're nuts. I have never had a gay affair in mylife." Honey, when sissies do each other favors, it isn't gay. It's a gay actperformed by a non-gay man. By a girly-boy. That's the point. Come on,you can admit it. I'm not mad. Hell, I've heard it's very hot to see yourhusband suck a dick, to see cum all over her sissy face." No, Monica," I sad angrily. "That never happened. I have never.