You know, I mightnot actually fuck him the first couple of times he comes to see me. Ijust might make him suffer for a few weeks but I'll be sure to t...ll himabout all the other customers that screw my brains out." Be sure to tell the receptionist that he is your husband when he booksan appointment," I said, barely able to control my laughter. "That wayeveryone will know that his wife is one of the working girls. That shouldembarrass him a bit."After we had finished our wine and dinner the. Weena just stayed home when she wasn't ferrying Patrick about.Friday evening I asked Patrick whether he'd like to go shopping with me."What kind of shopping?" Well, I thought we might see what looks interesting in a book store or two." Books?" Yes. You seem to enjoy the three books of tales." Okay. But you never told me why there were many stories about the same things." Hmm. Right. You know how big Australia is. How long it takes to fly there when we go to visit your Grandmum and Granddad?". .. um... about the last time,” I blurted out, avoiding her eyes.Mom sounded embarrassed: “I’m really sorry about that, I don’t know what I...”I did my best to explain my thoughts: “No, mom. I mean... I’m the one who should be sorry. I want to do it, mom. I just... got scared.”“Really?” Mom frowned, and her hand was moving towards the hem of her nightgown again.“Yes,” I said when her fingers touched the lacy hem. She was hesitant and I bit my lip as I looked her in the eyes. “Yes, I really. I think I’ve got another load to give you.”My cock barely diminishes and his continual sucking and stroking soon has it hard again. I stroke his ears and scalp and glance around once in a while, keeping an eye on the passing traffic. I purposely don’t encourage conversation. I like his lips and mouth engaged just as they are, not occupied with small talk.With his tongue lapping my cock head and his hot mouth sucking along my length, I’m soon moaning and gasping for breath once more. I.