It fills a deep down need in me.I only have sex once a year, on Thanksgiving Day, and always with some drunken smelly guy who probably won't even reme...ber who he had sex with by morning. He might not even realize that he had sex at all. But I would know, and I always made sure that they orgasmed and I always rubbed their spunk all over my tits and lick it from my fingers.Self loathing that may be, but it gets me through the coming 12 months until I pluck up the courage to choose another. After a couple of minutes her hand was slowly moving towards my thigh and she comfortably placed her hand over my thighs and she took my books from my thigh and kept on her lap and turned pages for a while and this time she placed her hand over my thigh very daring and asked me which college I said aurunodaya arts and science college and because her hand was on my thigh my dick was raised and the old women beside me was sleeping, then she suddenly moved her leg towards my leg and pulled it. I suggested that she sip at it as she posed. Her ass looked amazing with the minute thin string running down between her ass cheeks, but not as amazing as her tits which were predominantly naked except for the small patches over her nipples.I could see the wine having an effect as her posing became less inhibited.It was now time for the next outfit. Again I handed her a box and she retreated to the dressing room.I pulled off my shirt as I waited for her. I was now only wearing my baggy shorts. My body shook and shuddered as her hands stroked the length of my cock and her tongue followed close behind, and it was my turn to cry out."Oh yes, Bridgitte, so good, suck me baby, suck me"And she did, licked me and sucked me as if she'd been doing it all her life, all the time stroking my cock and fondling my heavy balls, and It wasn't long before I could feel the juices start to boil in those balls, and I knew I had to warn her, "Oh god, Bridgitte, that is so good, you're driving me wild,.