"Maggie just shrugged, smiling. "Bello." She switched to english. "Sowhat?s it gonna be? You gonna kiss me or kill me, baldy? If you?retrying for the ...atter, it should be obvious to you by now that yourtough-guy glares don?t mean shit to me at all."Jemima spoke warily, through gritted teeth. "Maggie...!"But Maggie ignored Jemima?s warning, keeping her amused gaze onXavier?s angry eyes. "Sure you want to waste your time, and yourmoney, on a lose-lose scenario, jarhead? You hurt me, you lose. “Wow sir” she sighed as she got her breath back however I was sure she could still feel the stiffness of my cock which was still deep inside her, I gave a last couple of thrusts before I felt my cock starting to soften.As I pulled out I saw Vikki looking down and although my cock wasn’t totally flaccid it had certainly lost some of it’s hardness, “OMG sir, something seems to have worked” she said and for some reason it looked like she may have had a hint of disappointment in her face. I stood. Her mouth went around my balls as she ferociously wanked my prick. “Oh, your mouth feels great around my balls” I moaned as my hand rested on her head. Her tongue circled around my sack as her finger sank deeper in my asshole. “You filthy slut”She stopped and smiled “I am a slut aren’t I?” she giggled and kissed the tip of my dick, slowing the pace of her jerks. She brought her hand to the tip of my cock and squeezed. “You’ve got to stop or I’m going to cum” I warned as I pushed her head away. ” On to Sweden.Sweden The first three nights in Stockholm were far from extraordinary. It didn’t help that we’d arrived just in time for Gay Pride Week (There were rainbow flags at every corner; even buses had them). Saturday we were too fatigued to enjoy the night and ended up in bed by two, a major disappointment for a Saturday night in Scandinavia’s party capitol. Sunday we stayed in and searched for hotel options since our tour was over. Monday was an 0-fer night. Our stay in Sweden really.