“I like your cock” she said as she was slipping her tube top back on underwater.“I think you can tell without me saying that it likes you too”... I said and laughed.“There’s something I’ve always wanted to do. Would you please sit on the edge of the pool over there and leave your bathing suit down? I was sitting over there in 2 seconds and she was there between my legs with her tube top pulled down below her boobs in 2 more seconds. She started rubbing her hard nipples up and down my cock first. Shit.I’m not one to play the blame game on who did what, I’m fully aware of the fact that it takes two to tango- obviously. But at that moment the only thing my mind couldn’t understand is why he didn’t stop. I had thought older white men were supposed to be the utmost of gentlemen.“Good morning Samantha. Boy, do you look good.” John smiled as he awoke and turned towards me.“Morning. How did you sleep?” I asked a bit curtly for someone in my situation. John didn’t answer. He moved closer to me. Whereas he was that bit younger, shorter, very slim, a boyish body and boyish looks to his face. My fantasy was to have him as my sissy boy, I was to be his daddy, OK I took the lead by going down on him first, but for me to basically beg him to fuck my face, for me to be so wildly submissive like that wasn’t what I had expected. But, I fucking loved it & just knew I wanted to repeat that experience. Often.So, we are both curled-up under the sheet, with our backs to each other, in a sort of. ”The saleswoman smiled. “Sure we do,” she said, her voice like honey. “Follow me.”Michael and Celeste shared a quick glance, both noticing how the fabric of her pants hugged the curve of her ass. Celeste asked the woman’s name, a friendly grin suggesting more than just polite curiosity, as Alina unlocked the door. Celeste swept inside, making a comment about loving full-sized mirrors, and Michael sat on a folding chair in the hallway near the door and listened.“Your… err, boyfriend, doesn’t he.