After lunch, he would take a similar walk-about, but vary his route, memorizing the placement of various restricted areas and trying to calculate how ...arge they were, based on the outside dimensions. He knew that his estimates were probably far from accurate, but it allowed him to add more areas to his mental map.When he returned to his room and was, as always, locked securely in his well-appointed cell, he would exercise. He had devised a routine that would allow him to work out one particular. As the night went on we all were getting tipsy and having way to much fun if that's possible. A couple other guy's stopped by that knew my neighbors and to my surprise one of the guy's that I was actually attracted to on the beach earlier was among them. It's been awhile since I was with a guy but occasionally I get the urge like my girlfriend to suck a nice cock and more. I introduced myself to him whenever the opportunity arose his name was Ricardo from Spain. I have to admit that I was. "Yes, Sir! I replied, "It's great to meet you." You as well," he said as the receptionist started walking back towards her desk. "Let's get started shall we?" "Sound good to me," I stated with a nervous undertone as I followed him to his office.Closing his office door behind me, I couldn't help but look around his office. The whole back side of his office was floor to ceiling windows sporting a spectacular view. The interior wall had a small window viewing the office floor with the blinds. “I don’t think the gurl can get enough,” Jon said. “She did four of us for almost two hours the other night, and still wanted more. She got up and went at it again the next morning. This is one horny little slut,” Jon told Pete. “We need to get her in the bullring. See what she can do in there. Man, she really looks like a girl,” Pete said with some difficulty. I had sucked his balls and had gone down on him. I thought to myself, ‘This bullring sounds like fun’. I started working my mouth up.