He loved the contrast - Joan was curvy and soft in all the right ways, but the firmness of Mark's belly, the musky taste of his skin was like an aphro...disiac.He finally slid between Mark's legs and took his cock in hand, stroking it with his right hand while fondling his balls with the left. He swirled his tongue around the head a few times, already tasting Mark's precum tingling on his lips.He looked up at Mark, who was watching like he was hypnotized."Let's see if I'm as good at cocksucking as. He would always remember the peculiar little series of high pitched yips she made as she approached her orgasm, but which vanished from her vocabulary when she tumbled down the slope of her climax. She sounded like she was terrified one moment, and then moaned long loud sobs of joy as she not only grabbed her orgasms, but wrung every drop of delirious feeling out of each one. He would always remember comparing her to the women he’d been with before, who pretended to have orgasms, or even. .."Her mother wiped her tears, leaving a trace of a grimace on her face."Yes... I know. From the looks of you now, you just may have yourwish."Chrys looked up into her eyes. "I promise to be a good daughter to you..." I just want you to know that I'd love you even if you were as genderless asyour savior..."she said simply in response.Chrys knew she had a new life and responsibilities ahead of her. But fornow, this reunion would do. Her savior had given her a new future and herflowers would do. She took one case in one hand and my arm with the other while I pulled the other case on its wheels, and we made our way to the car park."I'm to take you to the flat first and get your seal of approval. I'm sure you'll like it. Then I rather hoped you'd come for dinner."I was happy to agree. I was getting tired, and did not relish starting cooking from scratch in a new kitchen.She was right, the flat David had rented for me was very comfortable and tastefully furnished. I suspected the choice.