Wow. He took every drop and swallowed. Then he came up for air and it was my turn.I kissed him all over and worked my way to his massive cock, slowly ...icking the length and watching surge into life. I gently licked each ball and then worked my way up his shaft, finally reaching that enticing mushroom head. Licking and teasing it, I took it into my mouth and slowly worked on his cock as it slid into my throat, but try as I might, only about half of this monster would fit.I was sideways to him. The room seemed to be nice enough, the window looked out to the back of the hotel, away from the Southbank area and the river, and across the railway lines that less than an hour earlier we had come into the city along.We unpacked our cases, putting our clothes for the week in the closet and drawers, and went downstairs to the lounge to wait for the others to arrive. It was close to lunchtime before they got to the hotel; their plane had been delayed in Sydney due to heavy fog this morning. But. ‘Sure why not,’ I replied as Sara joined me exiting the Defense Ministry building. Sara Ibrahim showed me a well known restaurant in the city, ordering some kabobs and an ice tea, my stomach started to rumble in anticipation of the meal to come. The young woman sitting in front of me giggled hearing the rumbling stomach. ‘You must be hungry aren’t you Marc,’ she stated to me giggling. ‘Uh yes I am actually,’ I honestly replied. Our food arrived and we started to eat our lunch. We have talked. He was sitting on my lap, his nightie short, silky, red, his fave color, my hand tenderly toying his balls and dripping stick, his smell intoxicating, his kisses wet, sloppy, his giggles sweet, he was stoned, he got goofy on pot, hornier, looser, we shall see. Had to have him drink my piss, it mattered to me, he wanted to, didnt want to puke, my assurance that it was cool, that he tried was the thing. I led him outside, He looked so sexy, on his knees, cock hard, naked body trembling slightly,.