He was tired of fighting other people's wars and hunting down the scum of the earth. His brain was telling him it was time for him to slow down and sm...ll the flowers. He hoped that Miss Rhonda would be the one who would finally tie him down to family life because he had no memory of ever being a family and knowing the joy of a lasting relationship.His thoughts were still a mite muddled because he had the habit of shuffling his female partners like a deck of cards comparing them over and over. Her middle fingers stroked the underside of my cock to awaken it.I kept my mouth shut, and without prejudice, let her have her way. I was curious to find out where she was heading..a cuddle or sex.After a few minutes of cock stroking, she slithered on top of me, and my erect cock went to work, looking for the entrance to her.As my manhood lay hard on my tummy, I could feel her pussy lips warmth getting juiced up & rubbing against the unside of my cock. Mmm, that felt nice!She positioned herself. I'm wrapping it tight enough that the rope stays in place, but not so tight that it cuts into her. When I ask her if it's too much she shakes her head no. So I ask her if it's okay for me to wrap the other breast more tightly, to which she nods in the affirmative.I promptly wrap her right breast with the other strand of the rope, and this time I'm pulling hard enough that the base of her breast is compressed. Her flesh bulges over the rope like a flesh-coloured, reddish balloon. I don't ask her. When I saw the suit, I said out loud, "Give me a break?" Little, itty, bitty, two piece, yellow thing, that would not cover me at all.You know how I have been talking about having a breast reduction. Without my bra, my tits hang down to within two inches of my navel. I hurried back to my room to try the suit on. That suit covered the same amount of my tit, as you suck. Pussy hair stuck out on three sides of the bottoms.Well, I thought, If they want to see tit, I got lots of tit to see. Sort of.