" No..no..Jim I'm not gay." While he complained I put him in position on the bed. I kept him hot by caressing his body all over. "Please no, I don't w...ant...to..." As he was saying this, I was rubbing my cock up and down his ass crack. His resistance turned to lust. He started purring, and then I eased my cock into his ass."OWW. Shit that hurts!" Just relax your asshole. Don't fight it. It'll start to feel good."Slowly but surely, he did start to get pleasure from it. I kept a steady rhythm and. The larger cabins had a better floor plan for a family. In the small cabins it was like a motel room. The bathroom was in the far corner with only a shower stall, sink, and toilet. Next to the bathroom was an efficiency kitchen with an under counter fridge, a sink, and a two burner stove top. The rest of the room was a bed with a small table, two chairs, a recliner, and there was a TV hanging from the wall.The larger cabins had a full bath with shower in the tub, and a separate bedroom. The. ”She cooed and snuggled into my arm.She came back to the condo I was leasing and never left. A month later she gave up her apartment. five months later, I gave her a diamond. I walked into her restaurant and demanded to see the chef. She thought she was going to be confronted by an irate customer and was surprised to see me on my knee, holding up an open box. The diamond twinkled in the candles of the closest tables.“Sandy, love of my life, will...”Well, I think that’s about as far as I got. But privately, growing more and more aware of her body’s reaction to the excitement, as it instinctively moves back or presses forward against open hands and errant fingers. She continues to make her way closer to the platform. A reed caught in the swell of fast rising water, she pushes herself onward. Wanting, needing to be closer. To see the anguish in these men’s eyes, to watch as their look shifts to a brief, yet brilliant flash of hope as the moment looms ever closer, to witness the final,.