I had imagined this would be a photographer’s studio but it was nothing of the sort, this was somebody’s front room and not a professional photo s...tudio. She looked at me up and down for a few seconds and said (and I can remember the exact words):“Ah bon! D?billez-vous”. D?billez! Did she mean deshabillez - Take your clothes off! (You’re supposed to pronounce the‘s’ habiller is not an aspirate ‘h’).“What do you want me to take off?” I asked, I don’t know why, but it was the only thing I. Wake us up if you hear anything,” Fender said as she yawned from her bedroll. Before long, she was fast asleep.Vennoa laid down inside her bedroll, but sleep did not come easy to her. She tossed and turned, replaying the events of the day in her mind. Her seething rage had subsided somewhat, and it was more of a slow burn. Vennoa didn’t want to admit it, but she was exhausted from the trekking. Slowly but surely, Vennoa also fell asleep.Vennoa awoke to someone shaking her. She was about to sit. The third floor also had a few bedrooms and a large storage area. Pen had a three room apartment on the back side of the building, with an entrance from both the saloon and the back of the building. I had never been in his apartment until I helped carry him in there. I have to say that what I saw of it impressed the hell out of me. Pen had excellent taste and an eye for quality. A quick look around was all I got that night, as I had to lock up the saloon and secure the night’s proceeds.As soon. "With that, he put my cock in his mouth. I was already leaking pre-cum and he got his taste of the salty fluid straight away. To my surprise, his blowjob technique was exactly what I had done to him."Hey! You are ripping off my technique," I said. He pulled out and said, "I enjoyed what you did so much that I thought I would return the favor."And with that, he went back to giving me a blowjob. Like I mentioned earlier, I have played with myself in the shower many a times but this was off.