Between the architecture, the museums, the many different coffee shops and of course the red light district. The first few days were spent walking aro...und, dodging the many tourists which occupy Amsterdam during the summer months. You could barely walk on the sidewalks without bumping into someone or narrowly missing being hit by one of the many bicycles which dotted the city. One evening they chose to visit a live sex show, and what an experience it was! For Callie, the sociological aspect of. ”Kitten moaned in disappointment.Matt laughed again “I can’t do it again, because I haven’t finished the first time yet.”“What?!” Kitten exclaimed as she became aware that her master’s cock was still fully buried in her ass.Matt returned to using long strokes where he pulled out slowly, but rammed back in as hard as he could.“Yes” Kitten resumed her vocalizations with every stroke“Oh God”“Master”“Fuck my ass”“Aaaa” The slow out hard in strokes were causing Matt’s balls to pound on her clit over. We stood in silence for a few seconds, then my wife leaned in to whisper in my ear. “I want to stay for a while, but we need to do something about this first.”I gasped when she squeezed my still partially hard cock. “Are you crazy?”She giggled, nodded, and dropped to her knees.“We are so going to jail,” I said under my breath as she yanked the tie in my trunks.“Oh, shh,” she said while pulling my trunks down. My bathing suit was still stretched between my thighs above my knees when she leaned. So, while she was gone to shower, I decided I needed to jerk off, and that's what I did. When I came, quickly, I couldn't find anything thing to shoot my cum onto, so I ended up ejaculating into the palm of my free hand; and as the sperm spurted out, I could feel the warmth of it. Admittedly, the amount of sperm I ejaculated wasn't very much (but then again it never really was). I studied it for a moment as I could hear the shower running, and then, with nowhere else to dispose of my mess, I.