Greg's journal entry making reference to my lesbian love affairs didn't surprise me. After he told me he approved of them, I shared with him the detai...s of my sex play with other women. He seemed to enjoy my experiences a great deal. It even seemed to perk up our own love life significantly. Greg was comfortable with me making love with other women. No it was the other comment that surprised me. Now I feared what had happened that made him wonder about me. I read on.Greg's JournalI think, no I. It was when I was at school, I studied music and would sing at any opportunity and my teacher convinced my parents that I should attend the opera school here at La Scala.’ ‘If you allow me to call you Carmen then you must call me Xavier, it is only fair. A natural voice is just a part of the opera singer’s skill, you have to be able to drag the audience into the part, and you have done that here.’ ‘You are not a fan of opera? I sense that you have had coaching on the questions that you have to. .”“I hope this doesn’t lead to... you know...”“Are you crazy? Your mom... well, never mind. How come she doesn’t have anyone? She looks like a teenager.”“Lots of women in Hungary look great. It’s the paprika.” I had to laugh, but gave the microphone to the celebrating Gabika. There followed lots of gibberish in Hungarian with a lot of noisy drunken introductions. Diana came online and said hello grandma! The call disconnected unexpectedly and did not resume, luckily, because some of the dancing. She knew what I wanted, and wrapped her lips around my dick as she was getting pounded from behind. It felt so good I almost wondered if I could cum, but pretty soon she stopped paying attention to me as she was close to her own orgasm. She let out a long low moan and her whole body shook, and I think if I wasn't holding on to her, she might have just passed out on the floor of the gondola as her orgasm hit her. Well, some women scream, others just moan. The guy behind her kept up his pace.