‘Much better breakfast than IHOP.’ I joke. Your laughter and moans mix as I continue tonguing my goddess. Both hands release mine and grab onto my... hair. Thrusting hard at my mouth…then holding my face fully between your legs. You release an orgasm with a scream. I drink as much of you as I can but there is simply too much. I catch my breath and rest my head on your naked lap. I smile warmly at you. My lover’s sex staining my face. You roll over and reach for the cami that you shed earlier,. She finds a few pairs and you suggest some other ones that are even sexier and more risqué. She laughs and says, “I don’t know where I’d ever wear these.” You giggle and say, “You boyfriend would love them,” as you keep looking around. After a while she has three pairs in her hand and asks, “Where’s the clerk?” You smile and say, “That’s what is funny about this place, you gotta find your own box and size,” as you look around and it’s a mess. Then you say, “What’s your size?” She says, “7 ½”. While his lips pulled at her flesh, his tongue teased and twisted, pushed and probed until she whimpered. Rocking steady at last, he attacked the nubbin she placed on his lips. Sucking at it like a tiny cock, he swirled his tongue around and around until her voice rose."Yes, yes," she repeated like a mantra. When she quickened, the refrain became, "Oh God, oh Jason."Opening his mouth wide he sucked her entire furry mound into his mouth, licking swirls until she cried out. Looking up at her. A short-haired Asian woman exchanged a passionate kiss with a young redhead while a trio of young Black men walking by grinned at them. I am twenty nine years old, and feel like I’m eighty years old. I, Samuel Joseph Etienne, feel like a tired old man. Clad in a Black suit over a blue silk shirt, Black tie, Black silk pants and Black timberland shoes, I looked pretty dapper. I felt like I had the weight of the world on my shoulders. Lately, things have been hellish with my beloved wife Mary.