Amsterdam

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Kim moaned pleasurably, emptying herself into my mouth, and then soon after collapsing onto the bed, Mieke going with her, still deeply impaled within her ass as the three of us simply lay for a while collecting ourselves.

Already running late as it was, we soon had to dress, saying goodbye. Two days later we finally managed to take in the sex museum, which in and of itself was another eye opening experience, and certainly worth the while in seeing. And though once again pressed for time, we made a sudden unplanned for side trip back to the district, passing by the window where we'd first seen Kim that day we had gone down there. Unfortunately, the curtains were closed, letting us know she was currently occupied.

Mieke and I smiled wondering...when we had both first seen and met her, neither one of us had known. How many men actually ever did know, most of which only wanting either a hand job for cheap, or a quick pleasured blowjob after work before going home. Perhaps some few others would find out wanting or asking for more than that. Some would perhaps stay, others leave in search of another.

And some perhaps, would succumb to delights previously unknown. Just as we did.