As a Fifth Floor girl, she was in the know. Also, of all the girls in the hotel, she was the best linguist. Her father was German, her mother French, ...er governess Dutch and her nanny Italian. There had also been a Mexican gardener, but rumors about him were spoken in hushed tones. Suffice to say that Deirdre spoke four languages fluently and six or seven more somewhat. Rural Spanish counting as a "somewhat." Moreover, she had gotten the twin's version of the afternoon events, and she wanted. She loved to dance around for me and and put on shows, she was great. So as ususal we were having sex one night and as put it to her she looked back and asked if we could use some of her toys, i never had so i was extra excited by the thought and launced my load into her pussy, she was kinda mad and said some mean things about how i didn't please her and my dick was tiny, i apologized, she told me to go to here 2nd draw and look in it, It was filled with dildos and vib of every color and all. You need to masturbate because you've had to go cold turkey from sex for ten days now." "Eleven, but who is counting?" I chuckled. "Well, how about I make it up to you with my mouth?" she pondered, slanting her head down to my manhood and taking it right into her mouth. "Apology accepted, Sharon," I muttered, covering my face. "Yes, thrust those delicate lips slowly on my rod just like that, Sharon. I love it so much when you give me head." She giggled slightly, before she extracted my cock.. I still don't like Washington, D. C., but you guys have made me like Ft. Belvoir. I hate having to leave you guys like this and not being able to keep in touch."Joel seemed to tense up and held his breath as he slid his arm over my shoulder. We were the same age but I was very short and he was very tall so my head rested almost perfectly in the crook of his shoulder. "It is a damned shame I couldn't work up my courage before this. Janet told me I was either being very smart or very cowardly in.