You seem to be wet here. Do you suppose the tide has risen?" He kept stroking, dipping his fingers deeper with each pass, and sliding the wet fingers ...cross her clitoris repeatedly. Each contact moved her hips."Sir? If you would, I need to be out of this." Katie's voice tried to indicate her bonds, but her body showed that it wanted out of her suit.Mike obliged, pulling the bottoms from beneath her curvy bottom, and untying the knot which had been at her neck and pulling the bra from beneath. “What? I thought that’s what you wanted?” “Dude… no... what?” I couldn’t find the right choice of words, I was just so confused… what Devin gay? “Bro, I’ve noticed you staring at me since day one of classes, I’d have to be retarded to think you’re not gay…” “Dude, I’m not…” he stared at me with his bright green eyes, until I broke. “Can everyone tell?” “I don’t think so, unless you stare at everyone the way you stare at me.” I don’t. “I didn’t really blame you, I mean look at me, I’d go gay for. I find it amazing that the only pornographic picture I had ever seen was the napalm girl photo, but yet I would fantasize about being with those guys in positions that I had never seen (69) or being tied together with a dick buried in my mouth.Then we all became interested in girls and the guy dick sucking ended. Dennis had a younger sister Sherri and I wanted to get my fingers, dick or mouth in that pussy so bad. It never happened, but Sherri had a friend who actually now lied in the house. ’ ‘Our pleasure, Mr. Munson. We appreciate your business.’ We shook hands and they departed through the front door. I returned to my room and packed clothing for another night at Ashley’s. On the way out, I stopped at the front desk and told the reservation clerk that I’d be away again that evening. The drive back to Ashley’s was fun. I took the long way home going up the Interstate all the way to Kennesaw, which is about 25 miles, and then back down to Buckhead. I loved this car. It handled.