"I am frightened. You have to stay with me."In a moment she opened my pants and fished me out. She slid rapidly down my body and sucked me into her mo...uth. She nursed on me and gradually removed my shoes and pants. She had good technique and I wondered how much practice she had got.I saw her remover her own clothes without releasing me from her mouth. When she was naked she tried to pull away but now I held onto her long beautiful blonde hair and pushed into her mouth. She gave up her struggles. It was at a colleague’s place. Then I went to my hotel in the morning of Saturday. I had called up Shweta and told her to reach the hotel.After some time, I reached my hotel room, got into a towel and was about to go for a shower and the doorbell rang. I expected her to be there and opened the door. There she was, in a perfect figure of 34-30-36 (I like healthy women) in a black top and cream coloured trousers. She was surprised to see me in a towel and was like “Ooo la la”.We hugged and the. Didn't want him to stop. The rough/gentle touch of his fingers across her breasts was exquisite, and just the faintest touch of the ridges of his finger pads across her nipples shot fire through her.Then the touching stopped and she opened her eyes, and saw Jimmy gazing down at her in wonder. She self-consciously started to cross her arms across herself but Jimmy moved his finger to stop her. "Please don't Lindsey. You are too beautiful to hide." She blushed but remained uncovered. Jimmy moved. Not her finger--something terribly long and round and thick." I screamed, and she--her head turned like lightning to me and she had that wild-eyed look--that shameless glare in her eyes for an instant. Then she flung herself flat on her stomach on the bed and the thing she had been using was shown me clutched in her hand." It was a dried ear of corn. She must have gotten it from the silo--God knows when--and in her warped need, in her tormented mind, she had conceived the idea of using it for.