Despite still sensing the euphoria of her mini orgasm, Vivian gently pushed Eino a few steps backward. This allowed her to slide herself off the chair, and land on her knees, on the pillow on the floor, facing his male package. Naturally, this placed her into an ideal position to commence an intense fellatio, and she took full advantage. As soon as she installed his cock into her mouth, she succumbed to the euphoria of yet another mini orgasm. It had been quite some time since she previously had engaged in sex. There certainly had been no occasion for sex since Maia had been born. Given that prolonged length of sexual abstinence, her joy derived from sucking on his cock was unusually heightened well beyond her previous experience for this type of oral sex activity.
With her mind-set focused on savoring the exquisite pleasure of the moment, Vivian established a languid, leisurely pace for her oral administrations. As she was sliding her mouth forwards and backwards, bobbing up and down, along his shaft, she was constantly moaning and groaning, leaving no doubt as to the ecstasy she was enjoying, and experiencing. That audible reaction Vivian exhibited, emphasized to Eino, that he was experiencing a most emphatic intimacy possible in lovemaking, which he could ever imagine or even hope for. Such thought process naturally aroused his libido to a higher plateau, higher than he had heretofore imagined possible. As a result, when he climaxed, it was an explosion of the most copious amount of sperm, he believed he had ever produced.
In her state of intense sexual jubilation, Vivian's mind did not really register that Eino had actually ejaculated in her mouth. She did swallow some of his erupting sperm, but such reaction was more of a result of an automatic example of self-preservation, than a deliberate attempt to ingest the cum. As a result, a significant amount of his seed escaped from her mouth and dribbled down; first, down her lips and chin, and then finally his cum landed on her breasts. She was not initially aware of this outcome, as she was once again in a daze, having succumbed to yet another orgasm. In fact, her inertia was so pronounced, that she remained immobile for quite some time remaining in an upright position, seemingly frozen in her spot.
Finally, Eino's cock had naturally wilted, and then slipped out of her mouth by its own volition. Once Vivian was cognizant of such circumstance, she snapped out of her sexual revelry. She said, "Oh Eino, before we start on the main event for this evening, I wonder if you could fetch me a glass of wine from the mini bar? I feel a little parched at the moment. I think I need to wash down the taste of your cum, not that it's bad mind you. I just think that a glass of wine should nicely serve the purpose. A red wine if you please."
Then as Vivian became more aware that there was an excess amount of cum glistening on her breasts, she exclaimed, "Oh! I guess you better fetch me a towel as well! It seems like I neglected to catch and swallow all of your cum and let some fall on my boobs. Sorry about that! As they say, 'Good tasting cum is a terrible thing to waste'."
Vivian then burst out laughing as she realized what prompted her utterance. Not being American, Eino was naturally nonplussed, and so innocently asked, "That's a saying? Who the hell says that?"
Still giggling, she responded, "I think my sister first said that to me, or maybe I said it to her. Or for that matter perhaps my best friend said it first. I've forgotten. In any case, in America, a well-known campaign slogan to raise money for the United Negro College Fund is, 'A Mind Is a Terrible Thing to Waste.' So, either my sister or my friend or I parodied the same to fit my present situation."
Still looking at her in askance, he merely replied, "Well OK then, I guess."
She concluded, "Oh well never mind me. I was just being silly. That's all!"
At this precise moment, Eino Tarvas took stock of the situation. When he had first set eyes on Vivian at the LÀÀnemets residence, he was instantly attracted to her by her visual appearance alone. During their subsequent date at the restaurant, he was heartened by the fact, that although she was an American, and thus by definition exotic, still she appeared normal like any other Estonian female.
Now, he did realize that his initial sexual proposition at the restaurant, was a bit bolder and more brazen, which probably any Estonian woman or any woman for that matter would normally not countenance. In fact most woman would probably be deeply offended. His instinct though, had suggested that he might get away with it, and was pleased to have actually succeeded. Now exposed to her quirky sense of humor, he believed she was more fascinating and beguiling than any woman, American or otherwise, who he had ever encountered. He relished such a notion.
As Eino was fetching the wine and the towel, Vivian went to the bed and drew off the bed covers. Thereupon, she sat down on the bed with her back resting against the headboard. Eino returned carrying in addition to the towel, a glass of a Hungarian red wine for each of them, named Egri BikavΓ©r which means "bull's blood" in Hungarian. Vivian loved the taste and noted that this was the first time that she ever had imbibed a wine from Hungary. She speculated that given the language affinity between the two countries, that products from Hungary were probably more in abundance in Estonia than would be the case for other countries.