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What with appeals, it may be years before I see anything, but for now the contract is void. I’d ditched my burner phone on the airplane, but got another one in Paris. Once I felt somewhat settled, I texted Paul, asking where I could wire him some money and asking him to fly to London to meet me. He said he’d been worried sick and gave me the information. He said my former ‘friends’ had put out a million dollar reward for information as to where I was. Does it sound like I was paranoid? Wouldn’t you be? I had wired Paul a million dollars and told him to text me when he got to London. I had a London friend check him out and give him instructions to take the train to Paris. I had another friend check him in Paris and tell him to come to Geneva. In the meantime, I’d made sure the Swiss police were aware of my former abduction and told them my captors might try to take me again. I now have a lovely place in Geneva, far from where I’d been and far from the people who abused me. Paul lives here with me and I am working on another big idea, but this time, I’m letting Paul be the person in charge. He knows what I want and need and the staff takes giving head it all better from him than they would from me. I am a 36 year old married mum who often worked away for two or three days at a time. I married at 21 but my husband enabled me to go to college and get a degree, despite being pregnant when we married. Our sex life was good but vanilla and I did delve into the world of porn. When I reached 32 my husband began to lose his interest in sex and then he developed physical symptoms of a neurological disease that made him impotent. It was then I started to play online on message boards. My knowledge of sexual taboos increased enormously. As I said my work would take me away and I stayed in 4/5 star hotels in Wales and the North West of England. I would often be “hit on” in hotel bars but although tempted I managed to resist and would return to my room and masturbate to what might have been or role play on line. I fully intended to be faithful until I met Jerry in a hotel bar, he was like a cobra to a mouse, mesmerizing me, entrancing me until I happily moved from my hotel to his local mansion, where his friends and livers George and Frank were waiting to open up my experiences. The three guys were mature retired pharmacists and my cooperation had been in part due to a non addictive aphrodisiac and inhibition eliminating pill Jerry had slipped me. After our night of debauchery Jerry admitted to me about the pill, but it did not seem to matter to me as I had enjoyed myself so much. I left for a meeting that afternoon with the promise that I would return and stay with him oral whenever I had business in the area, which tended to be once a month. The drug may not have been addictive but it had released something in me – “the inner slut” as you guys like to say, and I left horny as fuck! It had been 3 weeks since I had met Jerry, unfortunately my schedule had not taken me back or close proximity to him, so I had not had a chance to exercise my inner slut, I was however sent to Bristol for a Oral Sex full day seminar and in the evening I had dinner with colleagues. I had made a pact with myself never to “shit on my own doorstep" so colleagues were off limits as were clients, a shame as there were five very acceptable guys there and I was still horny from my recent experience with aphrodisiacs and lust. As I said, I was constantly horny and the boredom of the days seminar had added the to the need of release, shaved but I had to content myself with a bit of strumming in the womens toilet before starting my journey. Don’t get me wrog, I love masturbating, but my desires this night had gone beond that and my small orgasms were merely felt like h'ordeuvres for a meal not on the menu. In the past masturbation had proved blowjob a great sexual relief, however it barely hit the mark, so it was not long on my trip that I was squeezing my thighs and releasing. As I travelled down the M4 motorway I always stopped at Reading services and tonight was no different. If I was not going to feed my pussy, I would at least be able to feed my face. I brought a sandwich and alcohol free lager and sat and consumed my unwholesome dinner. After a few minutes I felt eyes burning into my back. I resisted the attempt to look round after all I did not really have a third eye or sixth sense so it had to be my imagination. Of course, the longer I sat there the more curious I was if I did have a sixth sense. The way my skirt didn’t reach right round me made it obvious to anyone who looked and thought about it that I didn’t have anything on underneath. I had to milk the cows again before getting dinner ready. She exclaimed. “Downloaded it giving Oral Sex head off the internet,” she said. "Well it is like, the dreams mainly," she said. The change from good feeling to great feeling to completely satisfied feeling was priceless. “Sir, oral it’s easy to take blowjob a team on the bottom, they have nowhere to go but up,” he says smiling. This is a cure for your problems. Inside the barn it was even darker than outside. A moment later my balls tightened and my cock turned hard as rock. She shrugged, “I don’t know. “She said that?” shaved I asked surprised. “So, how’s the new school anyways?”