He wished she'd ordered him to go to a dominant Mistress, butshe knew best...a male hustler was what he deserved, apparently. Suddenly, he felt the se...men leaving his balls...it was coming close tohis dick...God, it had only been 33 days thistime...since the accident. He couldn't fuck up now...but it would be so nice toshoot the scum out of his dick, onto his chest...he could get a decent night'ssleep, y'know? EE gritted his teeth and pulled his hand away from his dick and itbobbled painfully.. " He's next door," Mike said. "The room next to ours. We're going to meet over there for dinner. Room service on their balcony." Holy shit," I said. "I have to get ready. I have to get cleaned up. I must reek of sex." Calm down," Mike said. "You smell great." I stink," I said."No way," Mike said, and he wrestled me over and burrowed his head between my legs. "Don't worry, I'll clean you off." His tongue lapped the length of my slit. "Mmmm," he said. "What a sweet sweet pussy you have. What a. But no more than that. When I was around 17 I remember I used to fantasise what it might be like with a guy, but those desires came and quickly disappeared - like most guys I presumed...In my late teens and early to mid twenties I had steady girlfriends and bits on the side too. Im no stud but Ive always seemed to get more than I probably should... Ive always been known as a bit of a man slag amongst my friends. And my penchant for anal sex is also well known too. I lived on a diet of 100%. “Ranga? Can I disturb you?”She looked up from her concentration on a pair of moccasins, giving them a final inspection as she sat there.“High Chief! You are looking for me?”“Indeed so. We have to make a joint decision today.”“Eh? Oh, yes. You mean, about us?”“Correct. Can we take a walk outside where we will have no ears listening to us?”She scrambled to her feet, a smile all over her face. She checked to be sure that she was being observed, then grabbed hold of John’s hand and pulled.