A storm rose in her breast, and she tried to pull away. But his hand held her hair like iron, and he continued to fuck her mouth. She didn’t know wh...at to think, it was his handwriting on the note she had found, what the fuck had happened last night? This was too much, she thought, but she had this cock in her mouth, slowly but steadily working its way into her throat with every thrust, this hand holding her head just so, the cool tiles under her knees, the soft thin mountain breeze playing. On the previous occasion it had been nothing more than some canvas on poles to seclude the shower area, which just didn’t work. To my surprise there was a proper shower block and although open plan communal inside, somewhat more private than my last experience. Also the queue was not as dire as I had envisaged. So with towel in hand I joined the queue. The queue moved at a reasonable pace and whilst counting (for the umpteenth time) how many were ahead of me, I SPOTTED TRUFFLE BOY! ‘Fuck’ I. Dressed from head to toe in Satin, silky stockings and by sissy bum lubed up, I would await there knock at my door.When they arrived I could smell there hot sweaty bodies, It turned me on.They got straight down to business. Both of the grabbed me and carried me up to my bed, threw me down and started to undress.They took off their shorts to reveal two glorious 7 inch cocks. I got on my knees and took one of the cocks in my mouth, I nuzzled my nose into his sweaty pubes as I loved his musky man. Can only be one reason darlin’ ‘ I was stunned, and from the look on Sue’s face, so was she. Somewhere during Gerry’s description of us we had begun to hold hands, gripping each other as if to hold on for dear life. I was not at all aware of it until Gerry finished and mentioned it. ‘Now you two, I have givenyou a present. I have told you what you are meant to do. That does not mean it will automatically insure success. You must nurture it, help it to burn bright so the next life will bring you.