She began to cum hard and John’s cream began to flow out of her even heavier. I sucked up every drop.“Why don’t you flip around now, honey, so T...erry can get his share?” John said to my wonderful Cindy.“Fuck that,” Terry replied. “I’m gonna pop this bitch’s cherry instead.”I wasn’t sure what he meant by that at first until I felt him grab my legs and pull me toward him. “Wait, what?” I stammered in shock and fear. The only thing I had ever had in my ass was a small, and I mean very small,. It recalled with graphic clarity that last night in Barcelona. She was back there in the deserted dressing room, her back against the wall with Dieter holding her tightly to him. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss. His facial muscles and his trumpeter’s tongue mean he could kiss like Hellfire itself. He had already lifted her skimpy top and tipped her breasts from her bra, and now his hand had raised the pelmet of a mini skirt she was wearing and was reaching down into her. ’ ‘And now it’s too late, is it?’ ‘What?’ ‘I mean, is it too late because you’re settled in your ways, you’re comfortable and, maybe, couldn’t be bothered with all the upheaval of change?’ I looked into Veronica’s watery, inquisitive eyes. And, out of the blue, my mind switched to Gaynor. I envisaged her round chocolate-drop eyes, white teeth, tight black curls and the golden hoops dangling from her ears. I looked at Veronica’s mouth but saw Gaynor’s soft lips, the lips of the girl I fell in. ‘Afternoon madam.’ The elder woman inside said as I stepped through the door. ‘Hello.’ I replied ‘Can I help you find something?’ She asked. I smiled and said. ‘Yes I’d like a very tender cut of meat for starters.’ I followed the older woman as she walked behind the meat cooler. ‘I have some very good beef today.’ She remarked waving her hand over the shops offering of beef. ‘Or if you prefer I would suggest these very tender veal cutlets.’ She continued. I instantly replied. ‘Oh yes.