‘Do you have a phone I can use with a calling card? I read the signs about using the cell phone in the hospital.’ he in informs me. ‘Sure, put t...he roses down and I will show you to our visitor’s room. I bet you are tired after your flight. Your family is probably just waking up in London.’ I comment figuring that is who he is calling since I haven’t seen Barbie claiming Ken by now. ‘My family is probably still sleeping actually…at least Anne is.’ he says with a laugh. ‘Oh, I am sorry. I saw the. Unable to hold on to anything I fell backwards, he caught me midair. “Are you ok Ziomara?” he asked “Seems that these stilettos are a little high for you.” He laughed. “NO, officer the problem is not my shoes. You grabbed my ass fucker!” I yelled. He ignored me and pushed me back up into the truck. I sat down and he reached in and tugged at the seat belt. Gently rubbing my breast with his forearm, my nipples instantly became erect. He finally got the seat belt loose and pulled it around. Soon I was bobbing up and down its full length, occasionally gagging when my lips hit the base, but filled with this exquisite pleasure, which increased the deeper I took the phallus. ‘That’s wet enough. It’s time for you to sit and join me in this wonderful meal you’ve prepared.’ I was torn. On one hand I needed to please Sam, my World, and on the other hand I felt I needed this cock in my mouth. So reluctantly I lifted my mouth off and slowly lowered myself onto the ‘seat of honor.’ I felt. Our movements ceased. He held his cock as deeply planted as when he started to shoot and said "I'm still draining out". Which earned him a big smile from me. Ken eventually withdrew with a semi erection. We kissed a lot more and we fell asleep with one leg over his hips and my left hand grasping his cock. Friday was just an extension of Thursday night. We must have coupled a good half dozen times. Couches, countertops and bathroom were all used. I lost count. Not too much style variety,.