Let’s go to that bar over there and chat about it over a Budweiser or whatever other piss-poor beer they sell.”“I could do with a drink, too, �...� chimed in Tomiko who was still stoned after having sampled Judy’s Tijuana Hash.Fortunately, there was an empty bench on the Mockingbird Bar terrace by the roadside so we didn’t have to venture inside what was the kind of low-down disreputable bar that often gets featured in American films where the hero gets drunk and beaten up in a brawl. Judy Dildo. Caroline was happy in Karen’s company.I made my way back downstairs to the living room and joined the girls once again on the settee, sitting next to Caroline. "It’s so hot!!” sighed Karen.“Boiling!” replied Caroline. “It was sweltering at work, the air conditioning has stopped working again.” I added, uninterestingly. One of the girls had put a CD on the player and the music gently drifted through the room.“Sade.” I observed. “The oldies were the best!” laughed Karen. About 10 minutes went by. ”“Nowhere cold.” He winked. Nowhere cold turned out to be the lounge of his apartment. A large, mostly empty space overlooking the city lights, that had been transformed into a candlelit dining room in the middle of which stood a table, adorned with cutlery and roses.He flipped the lights off and guided me to my seat, which he pulled out for me, then held up a finger and left in the direction of the kitchen, coming back two minutes later with a tray of food.While I awed at the spectacle that. I almost gagged but fought the feeling and sucked hard, tasting for the first time, cum. And I loved it, the taste, the consistency, and the feeling of sucking a she-cock, and I sucked hard, taking down every drop. And after the cum stopped spurting out. I continued to suck, squeezing her balls, and getting a few more drops of Leona's cum into my mouth. I just lay there kissing her now-limp cock, rubbing my face over it, as she murmured sweet nothings while running her hands through my hair..