Henri takes it like a man.“In every life we have some trouble,But when you worry you make it double,”“Don’t worry, be happy.”Ok, no grammies...here. But it’s great fun, and even more entertaining to see how Henri’s cock actually responds to the constant stimulation throughout the song, and is a legitimate half-mast by the time it’s done. Henri is obviously not worried, and he does look happy. Hera, on the other hand, looks relieved when it’s over.I’m looking around, but I still don’t see. After a bumpy and noisy 40 minute drive I was home.When I reached back, I rang the bell. The door was opened by one of the many maid servants. I quickly walked up to the living areas on the first floor. My Mother was sitting in the large sunny balcony with Mintu and chatting.I stopped and looked him and said, "The food in IIT does not suit you. You look gaunt."He had his repartee ready. He said, "And you? You have lost weight. Errrr. In some places." (I knew he was referring to the loss of. ‘For getting married.’ ‘But I am not getting married.’ ‘Not? Everybody is talking that you will marry Bruno. He has paid your bar-fine for one month.’ This was news to Blen. ‘Who tell to you that?’ she asked. ‘I cannot go bar-fine. He has not bought my cherry.’ ‘Mama herself tell me. She say you cannot go short-time. No more blow-jobs for one month. He just want you for himself.’ ‘Maybe he will want his blow-job every night, maybe he will rape my throat again,’ Blen contemplated, ruefully. . Being shirtless displayed a very hairy chest and belly but it was the way he looked me over and his leer.I leaned on Dr.Holdens shoulder and he looked up,"how about getting us a round of drinks?" he smiled.Getting their orders I proceeded back through the sliders.Looking back I saw stocky guy staring at my ass.At the steps I paused,looked back and clinched and relaxed my glutes several times.I left the door open and overheard their conversation."I swear,he can suck cock all day" Dr. Holden.