“I don’t think we’ve been introduced,” I said, looking the tough guy in the eyes.He gave me an evil smirk, and I could tell he was going to tr... and crush my offered hand. I sighed and grabbed his hand so I could control his thumb. When he tried to clamp down, I pushed my grip forward so I could bend his thumb back. I smirked when he jerked his hand out of mine. I looked at Wes and he knew what his teammate had done.“Cut it out, Oliver. This is my good friend David Dawson,” Wes said, and then. I’m still in the closet to my parents and to people at work. I have a few sex buddies but we’re discreet. When I travel, I let my hair down (and my pants). I can get around in several languages and like to practice. In Geneva, I sat at a café terrace along the promenade, looking at the lake. A tall middle-age man sat a few tables from me. He commented in French that I looked American. I said I was, but I continued to speak to him in French. He moved to my table. He looked like an actor,. Beth saw what I was doing and reached up, pulled my cock down and took beep into her mouth. She pulled it out and licked up and down the shaft coating it well with her saliva. Then she guided it to Shannon‘s pussy lips and I pushed. She was dripping wet but so tight I had trouble getting in. I was moving slow and easy trying to allow her time to get use to the size.Shannon yelled at me“ FUCK ME DAMN IT, PUSH THAT BIG COCK IN MY LITTLE PUSSY AND HURT ME. SHOVE IT YOU MOTHER-FUCKER. She. But I'm happy to say that you did well."She scooted up, and kissed my cheek; she moved the hair off my forehead, and then kissed my cheek again. Then she rolled away from me, and then scooted back, so that we could spoon together. I was the one that was comforting her. We woke with me holding her breast under her nightgown, and her ass pressed against my morning wood. I gave her breast a squeeze to let her know that I was awake. She moved her ass to let me know that she was also awake.We.