I could feel my heart thump in my chest, I had anticipated this moment since I had arrived here, and now it had.I looked down onto the area where the ...ater ran, bathed in the hot afternoon sun, reflecting from the wet stony floor, and onto the bodies of four young black men, of varying heights and body sculpture.My eyes were drawn up their long muscular legs and stopped, no need to go further, and there they settled and focused on their crotches.I had seen similar photos, passed around the. John decided he wanted some oral action too and he justsaid to me, "Suck my cock slave."I replied, "Yes Sir." and I unzipped his pants and pulled out his very hard cock and eagerly started to worship it.I rubbed it all over my face, sucked it, licked it and wentdown deep on it, taking it down into my throat.Both Angel and I were back on our knees on the floor infront of John and Kathy and both of us were submissivelyperforming oral on them. Lot's of moans and then Kathy had a strong orgasm. She. He slid his hands down and squeezed her ass and she ground her groin against the big lump in the front of his pants."That was so funny," she laughed when she broke away. "I thought she was going to pull her skirt up and fuck you right there." I don't think I would have stopped her," Ethan said, holding her waist. Her hips flared out beautifully under his fingers."I don't think so, either," she giggled. Her nimble hands quickly opened his jeans and reached in for his cock. Her mouth opened wide. You gave me quite a fright." No, Mom, not Peter," I said. Peter was my Dad's name. "It's me. Mark. Your son." Mark?" she said, voice wavering. The look of confusion in her eyes almost made me want to weep. Mom was once a good looking woman, back in her youth. Before Dad. Now she looked tired. Not old, not really. Not like she was actually pushing forty. She'd stopped dying her hair, and it was washed out sort of colour now, and she'd gained a little weight, but she kept out of the sun and her.