The differences between Jack and Frank were stimulating. Jack made different sounds, different movements, and had a different reaction when i made him...cum, and i had a different feeling about it when it was over. Did i want to do it with him again? Yes. Was i going to? No. Why you ask? Even though Frank had reassured me that it was just in my head, i still could not shake the feeling that deep down inside he actually might believe i had become the slut he liked to say he made me. That troubled. " No Kate, sorry, but I don't have any." How about something that you would like to do that we have never done?" Now that's a different story." What? What is it?" We don't need to go there Kate." Yes we do lover. I want to know." You already know Kate and you have already said no and I accepted it so let it be." No baby, I told you I want to do something special for you." I don't want you doing something that you don't want to do just because you want to please me. What we have is plenty good. I hold on to her waist as I'm pinned to the bed in her submission, my arms held down by her legs.Her orgasms increase as she grinds her pussy on my face. She lets go of my arms, getting better access to my penis again. She beats me faster and faster. The faster she's beating me, the more I tongue her pussy. Her orgasms increase as she looks as though she's on the brink.Liz starts to say, "Oh my God, I'm going to cum!"I reply, "Cum all over my face."Liz grinding her pussy across my lips does it. So, I said, “How about a place that has a lot of men?” That perked her up.We walked back down the hill past our car to a place called Washington Harbor. It was one of those chrome and glass monstrosities that pass for a mall in the U.S. It was not exactly peaceful, but it DID have a general air of excitement. We found seats at an outdoor terrace right on the Potomac. We could see Roslyn lit up on the hill across the river, with the planes droning in low on their approach to Reagan.