“Of course you can darling. Try and get home with some in your mouth next time though, so we can both taste him”. She laughed softly and hugged me... then kissed me, her tongue deep in my mouth and I swear I could taste his cum.“May I fuck you?” I asked. “Be gentle darling, I’m awfully sore, he was so big and strong and hard” she replied quietly.I gently parted her legs and slipped by cock slowly but determinedly into the warmth and wetness of her cunt. It slipped easily its full length. I have. “Ohhhhh!”I stick out my tongue flat, and lick the underside from base to head, slowly. I kiss the pulsating vein there, then nibble. Up and down till I feel he just might cum. I wrap my thumb and forefinger around his shaft near the base, and talk to him of geography.“You know Colin, that mountains? are actually created when two tectonic plates meet, grind over years, till one submits to the others power and is forced under the other one, and the mountains are just a part of the plate being. I wrestled in high school, still building on my nerd image. I wore black socks when everyone else wore white socks. I kept on those glasses until I actually went out on the mat to wrestle. It was then I was transformed into something of a monster. One kid I wrestled told me afterwards, "When I saw those glasses, I thought I was wrestling Clark Kent. Then you took them off and turned into Superman."I wrestled in high school mostly to make sure that my nerd image didn't provoke physical abuse. The police seemed to want to provide him with a full escort of outriders, but he persuaded them that this was quite unnecessary. Then he dismissed most of the retinue and went off to Oxford accompanied only by Kamal Qumsiyeh, his Head of Protocol; Hajji Kofi Natsheh, his Diplomatic Advisor; the Ambassador; the Ambassador's wife in an abaya; and his own bodyguards. When they arrived in Oxford, the Ambassador seemed disappointed to be told to return to London, and that he would not be needed at.
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