I smelled something warm and musky coming from there that made my heart beat very fast. Sweat broke out all over my body and I had trouble breathing. ... began to feel like my erect penis was going to burst from being so hard. What do you think? she asked. Its the most beautiful thing Ive ever seen. I whispered softly. My mind was in a total fog by then. I might not have said those exact words, but it was something like that. She let me stare at it for a long time. We didnt say anything, but I. Then I took it into my mouth once again and, as I looked up at him I could see that he had his head bent back a little. He let out some more moans and put his hands on top of my head. Personally I didn't like giving head, but for him I was more than willing to do it. “ Holy shit Erin, it's even better than it was back then. You are so fucking good, go as far back as you can and see if I can cum a little more this time,” he said. I smiled a little bit and started to deep throat him and I. After I had satisfied her curiosity about the sexes and their mutual desires and modes of gratifying them, both in couples and alone, she confessed that a strange thrill had passed through her when she saw the nudities in our public collections, and that, after being alone for a few moments before a fine young Antinous in the Louvre she had been so affected that she went up to her room after dinner, fastened the door and looked at her uncovered person, in exactly the way I had placed her before. I tried to clench my ass muscles to stop it from entering, but every time I tightened up, the finger left my clit. Whimpering in frustration, I gave in and let her push the object into me. Further and further… and the deeper it went, the more pressure was brought to bear on my clit. Why wasn’t I saying something? Why was I letting this stranger invade my privacy like this? But as that thought drifted through my mind, my body shivered at the pleasure this person was giving me..