I release your hair and step away. “Would you like more?” You nod your head, yes. “Then come and get it,” I tell you. You lean forward with ...your tongue reaching and I take a step back. You inch yourself forward on your knees, struggling to keep your balance. You lean forward again and the tip of your tongue grazes the underside of the head of my cock, causing my pec muscles to flex involuntarily and my cock to bob away from you. I take another step back and stroke my cock, milking more salty. I was 19 when I moved to Cologne to get an education. I lived in a narrow street where the houses opposite are close to each other (there are many streets like that in Cologne). The Granny (I call her that way), an old lady (later I've learned that she was 66), lived directly opposite; my balcony was right against her window. Shortly after I moved into my apartment, I realized that she was watching me. At first I thought nothing of it. I thought, "she's an old woman and watches the people." But. I was torn and confused, not only about Kara and Darren, but maybe also about men and women, but I wasn’t ready to face that and just pushed those feeling down. To be honest, seeing Kara in a bikini, especially when she was coming out of the water, made it easy!I wanted to get away, just Kara and I. Away from her place and the memories, although incredible, of Darren. Just the two of us and I could think of nothing better than a day at the beach. The warm sun, the hot sand, the sound and smell. We then went to see "rest rooms" which we had not been shown and found it quite a shock to see an open door with Maria getting fucked by Tim while sucking Gary's cock. Embarrassed we decided turned round and went to get a drink. We talked more about what we had just seen, we had both been turned on and decided that if another opportunity arose we would say yes. The more people were arriving at the spa and we both enjoyed looking at all the naked people. We spoke to quite a few people, had.