He picked up a school cane. ‘Yes that.’ ‘I see,’ he said and twenty or so strokes later he stopped, he had not hit the spot. He said, ‘I t...hought you said this was your favorite.’ ‘It is’ I said, ‘but you are not hitting the right place.’ ‘Oh I should have asked and you should have told me.’ ‘No I shouldn’t,’ I was gasping, my body hurt all over, he had not pulled any of the blows. ‘I liked what you did well enough. And it got you hot and hard are you going to give me some of that.’ I was. I was alone to begin with but as always randomly bumped into people I knew. I spent the night walking around between the two tents drinking and making random conversations. In between drinks I even managed to snog or fool around with random drunken women, but it never went any further than that... That is until the end of the night. It was about 2am and the place was closing down, all the bands were packing up and the bar was closing; everyone was leaving through the big gate. Some, however,. She caught me and gave me a cunning smile. I drank the juice and kept the glass on the tea table and again she came to collect the glass and again I had a perfect view of the firm breast and had an Imagination that it will reach my mouth to feed me my bedtime milk. She came back and sat near me and we had some conversation. In between she kept her legs on the sofa and here smooth white legs hard to control my dick. She was getting all this that I am excited a lot.The final moment came as we. It was like watching something in slow motion. I know I had heard the words correctly, yet I couldn't quite accept I had. I stared as the older man walked over to the black man, dropped to his knees and took the huge cock in his mouth.The black man continued talking as if he wasn't getting head in a sauna in front of a stranger, as if it was a natural every day thing. "So banking is a pretty stressful job. What do you do to relieve the stress?" I don't know, watch TV, read, work out," I.