Once they are gone that’s it... no more... they are gone. Like life I guess… we are here for the briefest of moments and we must try to hang onto ...all that we have, just like those dying colors up there.With my head turned upwards and my mind distracted I was startled by a tap on my shoulder. Jerking my head around, I suddenly found myself gazing into the burning eyes of a stunningly beautiful young woman. My breath left me; my legs nearly buckling from under me. The thoughts that ran through my. This was more what i wanted to hear and i managed to get a bit more information before Mrs O appeared and we made our way to dinner. During the course of the evening i brought this up with Mrs O and she seemed genuinely excited and quite keen go go for a look so we decided to give it a visit the next night. The next evening we had dinner and went to the bar for a few drinks.Around ten o’clock we went back to the room and Mrs O changed into something more daring, knee high boots, white lace. Oh fuck...' every so often, hungry for every feeling he could get, which made me feel so powerfully horny, so as one with him. Pumping, gyrating, humping my cock against his, making young gay love, smooth bodies pressing and enveloped together. I just can’t describe the feeling. It was just mind blowing. We kissed passionately, wet lips, sweet inexperienced innocent tongues swirling, body to body, grinding for what seemed like ages but probably wasn't. I never wanted it to end. I was breathless. "Keep doing things that are moderately daring. Do them as often as you can," he added. I wouldn't make them too difficult for starters. Keep it to things you think you can do, and try to enjoy them. Open an extra button or two on your shirt. Take your clothes outside to change instead of doing it in your room."I giggled. "All right. I can do stuff like that!" Can we offer you suggestions, too?" Rick asked eagerly."Sure. I might not take them all, though," I told him."You should keep progressing.