” George wasn’t sure he wanted to lick her pussy again. The taste of her cunt wasn’t very pleasing to him. Sort of like licking a wet tennis sho...e. He wanted to taste cum or a Keebler Graham Cracker. The thought of sucking a cock and swallowing that hot goo made him smile. “I really should go to sleep. I’m very tired.” “We can sleep together.” Pamela took George’s hand and dragged him to her room. They both got comfortable in the bed. Pamela got on top of George and pushed her tongue through his. “Ok ok whatever come on, I’m hungry.” We brushed off her spike in attitude and went into the buffet and were seated by the window. Once we knew where everything was we all went off and grabbed a plate of food and met back at the table around the same time. Rita, Stephanie, Chris and I all had fattening foods like cheeseburgers and pizza and chicken, and the Ashleys had the complete opposite; a big plate of salad, pasta, shrimp with rice, and a bunch of seafood, that one was Ashleys. “Look at. “It’s scars from chicken pox. Got it all over.” A sly smile spread across his wrinkled face. “You’re like the girls back when I fought in the war. I used to rape girls like you all the time. But you like it. I don’t have to rape you.” He continued rubbing the front bulge of his pants with his other hand. Then he brought out something in a box he had on the floor. “I want to fuck you with this.” He pulled out a dead rat killed recently. Rigor had set in and stiffened its long body. From the. I wanted to have a clear head so that I would make the right choice and the best way to do that was to go somewhere where I knew nobody and could not be disturbed as I made my choice.Once in Madrid on my first night I just explored the city to find out where the best drink holes where. During the daytime the following day I explored the central park and thought more about which choice I was going to make. The landlady, Kim, was a nice girl. Slim, 5 foot 4 with ginger hair and worked as a.