So Heather, Jack and I took our cam corder and hit a local wine and art show. Heather and I acted married and were looking at art with our ‘friend�...� Jack. Within an hour we had two older married milfs sitting with us drinking lots of wine and soon had them going back to our hotel suite, since we were rich and from out of town. With in minutes of arriving at our room they were putty in our hands as they had always wanted to be in a group sex thing with a balck guy. Heather ran the cam corder. “Surely you cannot think I would have any regard for you, any desire to conjoin would you.” “No, of course not.” he explained, as she continued to hold his member.It was a strange feeling for her to hold a live member, he was so completely in her control that he made no attempt to escape.She squeezed and he winced, her fingers cupped his balls and then on an impulse she dipped her head and moistened the tip with her saliva. She did not know what to do, it seemed so intimate, she coud make him. ‘This is part of your new found openness. You have absolutely no need to be self conscious. You are quite possibly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.’ I blushed, a color of crimson that I can’t even describe. It amazed me sometimes that he was only eighteen. He was wise beyond his years and knew everything to say. What scared me was that when I looked in his eyes, I knew he meant every word of it. He was right though. He had helped me through out the last month or so to open up and. He slowly looked over, and i shot him a wink and asked him how things were going. He started to tell me that he was the attendant for the bathroom, but i thought that was strange for a gas station. I walked in, and over to the urinal and unzipped my pants. Out flopped my 5 inch dick. I know, I know, small, but I've never had a complaint. He looked over at me and stared as i relieved myself. He snickered as i was finishing, so I turned around with my dick still out and he looked down at it and.