"Shahia looked at him in surprise. "Why?" Apparently they can find us by pinging our phones even if we don't use them. Some of them don't even turn of... properly. So we'll just be sure."They handed them over, and Chris popped them in his kit. While he was doing that, he considered what to do next. Should he discuss their many problems with Shahia? He had to. But in front of Hassan and Alyssa? He just didn't know. Well, it should be Shahia's choice. He'd feel her out."How much money have you got. My willing friend, John and I with a few others had been showering in the group men's shower one morning I'm usually a little self conscious as my prick is only 6 inches when hard and tends to look smaller than it's size when limp. But there comes a time in ones life when one needs to recognize that most people do not have huge cocks. Anyhow, I remember looking over at John. John was a smaller guy, about 5'7". He had a slim build, handsome face, but a massive cock. He was joking stroking. I soon relaized that we were practially shoulder to shoulder and her hand was on my thigh. I made the bold move to put my hand on her thigh and it was then she moved her hand up and touched my cock. At this point, staring into her eyes I said, why dont we go and talk in private. We made our way to her room and were soon laughing and chatting over champagne. I made the first move, moved in and kissed her very soft on the lips. Her breath cuaght and she shuddered every so slighty. So the kisses. Two weeks went by and Charlotte became even more comfortable when she and I were together. I wanted desperately to ask her what she was doing when the lights were out but propriety kept me mum. It was another Saturday when she approached me in the back yard. I shut down the mower when she came to me, “Daddy, can we talk?”“Sure, what about?”Her eyes flitted from the ground to the sky, “About, uh, you know, about my thing.”“Thing?”She looked at me annoyed, “Dildo.”Well at least she was being.