It turned out to a rewarding experience and one that I certainly could not have anticipated.Early one Friday evening in March I followed the Internet ...irections to the municipal pool by taking the metro to Dejvicka which is the last stop on the A line. I exit from the metro and back track a couple of hundred steps and reach the bus stop. I find the number 147 bus and take a ten minute ride to the Kamycka stop. During the ride I look at the Czechs in the bus and wonder if any are also going to. .Driving home, I'm more focused on the fear of being late, than my returnto normality... every red light, every slow driver adding to myfrustration. At home, finally, I get out of the car and head to myhouse, already planning how I'm going to dress... when a voice calls tome."Hello Angela, how are you?"I sigh, it's my neighbour, Mrs Burrows, a nice lady, retired, does a lotof voluntary work and a pleasant enough neighbour.. but she does like tochat."Hi Mrs Burrows, I'm fine, how are you?" I say. She reached out to the other harness and dildo. It was smaller in some ways and much different when she unfolded it. It seemed to be a mask with a set of straps to hold it and a five-inch dildo projecting. When she slowly put it on over her mouth I understood how it was worn. She reached up with her hands and gently drew me to her.My mouth slowly engulfed the dildo on her face. I felt like gagging a bit but it wasn't much different from my old drinking contests of holding my mouth and throat. ” I whispered.She continued rubbing my dick with one hand, while gently running the other around my stomach and up my chest towards the neck. Her hand moved down one of my arms and gave a squeeze to my hand. She then took my hand and placed it on her chest, guiding me to rub her breast through her bra.She shook her hair back, and leaned in, once again her soft lips met the swollen head of my dick. Her lips parted this time, and she took the end of my dick in her wet mouth, as her tongue swirled.