Sure, he was white and from another country. However, I found out he and I had a lot in common. We both love old fashion movies, Agatha Christie novel...s, strategy games and of course…I mustn’t mention that last part. You’ll understand it when you meet someone.’ There was a barge in at the door and two women entered the parlor, their hair frizzed with sweat. The taller woman carried her backpack and her partner looked at a mirror in her compact. They were both worn out and red from the Florida. No wedding ring.I was broke, but if I’d had any money I’d have put it all on her being divorced, probably twice over, with three kids, all from the first disaster - which would have been a five-year stretch to a guy she’d known in high school who wore white sleeveless vests around the house, held down a blue-collar job, drank heavily due to his unhappiness, and had started beating her for it about eight months in. The second one she’d believed was different, but she’d held back on any kids with. Try to do this to someone who isnt 19 and sexually repressed to the point of being broken by his midwestern conservative-christian upbringing (just a guess). But I digress… Anyway, I follow him in there, and this time I make him close the door. close the door bitch I told him, and he did (HE DID! lol). He didnt say shit, he just pushed it shut like a good pet, letting it click like it had yesterday, flinching a little bit at the sound of it. Then he starts trying to negotiate with me again.. I moved up his left leg, starting with his knee, licking and kissing. The other two started with his arms, sucking on his fingers and then moving up and around to his chest. We timed it well and all arrived at his very erect shaft at the same time. I could see drops of pre-cum glistening on the tip. The three of us started licking up from the base of his very large cock. There was plenty of room for us to share his outstanding member. Our tongues touched each other as we tortured him with our.