I smiled at her. “Yes,” I said, “now can you see why I enjoy it so much?” She thought for a moment then smiled. “Well yes, I suppose it's wh...at you'd call an acquired taste,” she said as she kissed me again. As we sat there I could see that there was something else on her mind and eventually she turned to me. “Do you taste like that Mike?” she asked, looking down at the bulge in my slacks. In the past I had kissed some of my girlfriends after they'd sucked me off but with them not being. ..I arrived at work, still aware of the very faint taste of Robert’s semen and uncertain what I should do, or what I could do with this emotionally and morally complicated mess in which I found myself. But my first step was to go to the ladies room to brush my teeth. As irrational as it might sound to you, I was fearful that the scent of Robert's semen might be detectable on my breath. I was paranoid that someone would somehow instinctively uncover the truth and discover the horrific act I was. ‘We were sitting side-by-side and I commented that I thought the model was really hot. Hisako laughed and said she had been thinking the same thing. We kept whispering all throughout the class, I think we annoyed the teacher. After, we went for coffee and I found out that she was living in a dingy little place. As my girlfriend and I had broken up and I had a 3-bedroom loft all to myself, I invited her to move in with me. Like I said, we tried the girlfriend thing, but it didn’t work out – no. I played with her nipples in my mouth, biting and pulling with my lips on those hard swollen knobs. Soon, Pamela was breathless and panting."I love your tits, Pammie. God I love your tits." I held one nipple in my mouth and pulled – stretched – it as far as it would go before it popped from between my lips. She gasped and I had a feeling she was close to an orgasm. "You like it when I suck your tits, don't you, Pammie?" God – Fuck, yes. Do it again, lover."I did it again and over and over as I.