I tasted his precum dribbling from the tip and opened my mouth to accept it. "Suck my dick little girl," he whispered in a low menacing voice, "I'm go...ng to cum in your mouth." I acted afraid, although nothing could be further from the truth, and tried turning my head away from his member. He grabbed my hair and stuffed his cock in my mouth, burying it deep into my throat.Gagging slightly, pulling back, continuing to lick with my tongue, he pushed in repeatedly until my first orgasm hit me like. My wife would occassionally call me over to join in the conversation, however I was mingling with most of the other guests. I could tell be their body language that my wife and Paul were quite comfortable in each other's company, and that the drink was making my wife more flirtageous. Half way through the evening, my wife said to me what a 'nice boy' Paul was, and how she enjoyed taliking to him. I asked Karen if she was flirting with him, and she replied 'only a little'. Karen whispered in my. She was single at thirty two years of age, her sometimes boyfriend, Bill Allen, was a sales representative for a large pharmaceutical company. He was gone at least four days a week, but that was fine with Sandra; she was not really in love with him but just waiting until someone better came along. The problem was no one was really out there to come along. Between her long hours on the job and the dull routine of her life she never met anyone. She was pretty; her dark hair and blue eyes. “This is not yet the place where I will take you.”I tell him that Kitik is not in that place, he is here. I say I must go closer to the land, it is from there that the scent of Kitik comes.The water becomes very shallow, and I must swim beside the land to follow the small bits of scent that come to me. But then the water is deeper again, and that is where Kitik’s scent is strongest. I swim closer toward the land in this deeper water.Lone One halts. It is hard for me, because I smell Kitik more.