And finally released her juices for me to lap up like the dog I am for her. She finally pushes me away and asks for a towel. I shake my head and reac...h for the towel. She tells me to dry my face and give her a few minutes. I do. I go to the bedroom and light some candles and pull down the shades. (No show for the neighbors tonight. She’s all mine.)I went to the frig and got some strawberries and wine. I already have rose peddles all over the bed. I turn around after setting the the music for. ) "Yeah."Man: "Why don't you take off your clothes, and let me see your body."The girl stood up and mechanically removed her clothes. The male voice behind the camera - I was thinking of him as George Cahn, but of course I didn't know that - lied to her about what a great body she had. Then the screen turned blue for a few seconds, and when the picture came back the girl had been placed into a mediaeval-looking wooden device which I believed was called a "stocks."Her neck and wrists were held. I suddenly felt “love” sprout for this young man. He seemed so appreciative of my efforts that I wanted to make sure he got as much out of this encounter as I did, if not more. I told him, as I kept slowly, gently rocking his world, that I wanted him to cum in my mouth and that I promised to give him my load in his ass in return. I told him to let me know when he was getting close to his orgasm so that I could be ready too.From then on, I went from hard pounding to stroking slowly, but deeply,. I’m what they call a polyglot. I know, it sounds like the Pokémon that nobody likes. Like you’ll go to the toy aisle, and they’ll be sold out of Pikachu, and Jigglypuff, and Squirtle; and there’ll one sad, lonely little peg of Polyglots on an otherwise empty rack. I’m sorry if that reference is lost on your generation, sir.”“My grandchildren weren’t born worthless, Helena. It took them a couple of years to get good and entitled. And even at my age, knowing nothing else about Pokémon, who the.