''So? Anyway your mum, she's a really nice woman, but she didn't want to dress how I wanted her to. I like my women to dress like, well, women. Bit of...an old sexist trait maybe, but I like women in heels, stockings and,' he waved his hand, 'you know what I mean. Take a look at yourself in the mirror, Honey, you'll get the picture.''But why this? Why me?' I implored.'Because I like you?''Robin, I'm not gay.''I know. You're a woman.''I wasn't a woman then.''But you are now.''But I don't want to. The Turk is allowing himself feelings he has never felt before. Having his ass eaten by his son triggers a memory of when he was a very young boy and his grandpa. The details are sketchy at best but the sensations of being eaten are bringing up a vague past that may or may not have occurred. “See how far you can get your tongue inside me. I want you to feel the inner walls with your tongue. You’ll have to suck deeply as you push the tip of your tongue into my hole. That’s right. Create. She would bend, spread, lick, suck and fuck at his command and when she didn’t, he would punish her. Something stirred in his suit trousers and he took another mouthful of the whisky she’d poured for him earlier, knowing she liked the smell of it on his breath. He hoped she was wearing non-waterproof mascara; she looked so beautiful when her cheeks were stained with makeup.From the other side of the hotel suite he heard the bathroom door click open. As much as he wanted to look up, he kept his. "Are you certain Amy? This is not something to give away on a whim." I said, determinedly looking into her eyes."I'm so ready for you, I can't imagine a better way to lose my virginity" she smiled.I pulled a couple of pillows down beside us and slid out from under her. Gently urging her on to her back I pushed the pillows under her hips."This'll help you lay at a better angle, it'll be a little bit more comfortable." I said, stroking her face and then running my hand down over her stomach.