"It did, and I won't forget it in a long time, " I replied.We lay there, in the afterglow, and just kissed quietly.I left later, wishing Lynn 'good lu...ck' with Jeff the next morning, and suggesting she pop into mine afterwards, to say goodbye, before she caught her flight home at the end of the week.Lynn told me later that she’d phoned her husband that evening, 7pm GMT was lunchtime back home. Her husband spoke in short sentences, he was obviously busy. She’d thought, "fuck him, I'll fuck Jeff. It took a minute to get my eyes to come out of the fog. I was trying to focus but I just couldn't. I heard Aunt Kathy start to scream! "Cumming again! Fucking unbelievable! I'm cumming again! Holy fuck! He never goes down! I'm fucking cuuuuuuummmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnggggg!!!!" And then she fell forward onto the bed. My hard cock still in her cunt. Her breathing gradually slowed. My eyes were focused now.i looked around and noticed light coming through the curtains. I was confused. It was the middle. Some of the biggest adult stars are here. Ever hear of John Holmes? He's still one of the most popular." Yeh, right. I guess you think I'm really dumb. No man's penis is that big." Claire seemed almost insulted.The clerk laughed, an almost sinister laugh. "Little missy, you ain't been round to many guys have you? If you're brave enough to come peek around the counter you can see proof that some men is that big." He leaned back on his chair.Claire went to the opening in the counter and gasped.. "Two words: 'Mercy Wild'," he boomed, gesturing as though viewing the name on a marquee."What the hell's that mean?" mumbled Brent."Mercy Wild was the promoter that brought The Screamers to Amsterdam," explained Boadie."I don't think they ever went, you know?" suggested Johnny."Well, if they would've, they would've got ten thousand bucks, just like we're gonna make."Terry looked at the Dutch boys, to determine whether they, too, were as sceptical as he and Johnny were. They didn't appear to.