I couldn’t help myself aching to feel you push your hips back and rest my straining cock in the small of your back, its thick, pulsing shaft nestlin...g at the top of your perfectly formed arse. I tried in vain to not think of you turning to face me, your hot, flushed skin touching mine, and your soft, sultry, full lips meeting mine in a deep kiss that said everything that words couldn’t do justice to. …The bus lurches into a long and tense traffic queue and almost breaks my daydream. I’m aware. “Ghasaan, remember where you are!” reprimanded Nicola, “You are a guest here.”“Now, Nicola. Leave the boy alone. I’m sure it is as strange for him as it was for me when I visited Kobekistan,” Gwenllian turned to her grandson, “Come along, Ghasaan. I’ll fix you up with a little snack and you can watch TV while your mother bathes.”As she relaxed in the bath Nicola thought back to those days at Oxford and her friendship with Sharifa. Now she was Sharifa Abdullah, M.A. (Oxon), D.Sc., Professor of. I nod as I watch you gaze at my upright cock, remembering back to that vacation. We have such a great time in our hotel room that week. "Why don't we relive that week, here. We don't have to reserve ourselves to our vacations together".I knew what this meant. We mostly kept our most lustful and more erotic fantasies and sex play to vacations away.You led me to the bedroom, with my cock still at full mast and anticipation. I was fearful that I was going to be over-excited so I thought that. I lifted it up again and looked at my flaccidhalf-inch penis. Since it wasn't on top of any testicles it just laidflat against my skin and if there had been more of it then it would havejust hug the curvature of my body.What little claim to manhood I had once had - or ever had, I guess - wasgone now. At this point I was closer to an intersexed person who hadarbitrarily been assigned male due to having too big of a clit. I put myhands to my breasts, which had developed more than they should have.