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Current Comment: THE BIG SWALLOW started to undress slowly, and said, "I can't stay long in Rome. I want to see Florence, Venice and the Amalfi Coast while the weather's good. And I may want to hit Switzerland again, and Milan."
Maureen was softly stroking herself and watching me as I spoke, then sputtered, "So, send me a few postcards, Nicky! But right now get your big body over here and let's taste each other. It's a long time 'til we eat again and I desperately need some protein!"
We got very little sleep that night, and I had to leave early in the morning so as not to run into Lindy and Carolyn when they arrived for breakfast. As I walked to the hostel to pick up my pack and other stuff, I reflected on how Maureen had changed since I'd met her. Though extremely passionate, she'd been rather tentative at first. But now she was ravenous and tireless. She'd taken an extreme interest in anal sex, including rimming me with her tongue on a regular basis, and was disappointed if she didn't climax a half-dozen times during lovemaking. Also, she'd begged me to join her in reckless exhibitionism. Just the night before she'd insisted that I take her from behind on the balcony outside her hotel room. She was either frantically making up for lost time, it seemed, or planning to die young, or both.
