Aftermath

You both try to catch your breath, your cock sliding slowly from her mouth as Freya sits back, her face bright red. You look at her and get the sudden feeling that she might have actually managed to bring herself off from this.

The next few minutes are strangely awkward, as she cleans you up and gently but pointedly shows you the door. You feel almost like a hooker, used to live out some fantasy that the client now feels ashamed of. Still you got some pretty good head out of it so this trip was already going better than you had expected.

Heading out of the Hotel you find yourself standing on a street corner you reflect on what just happened.

At the very least you think you can tick one of your questions off the list. Namely the question of what is considered Taboo in this world. Freya was acting like she had asked you to pretend to be her Dad or something equally out their. You suppose it does make a kind of sense, after all this is a world where procreation is at the top of the world wide agenda it seems. You would hardly want to encourage people to waste what semen they have in each others mouths.

So that really leave two questions left to answer, what is the currency in this world and are you going to need some kind of ID?