We had a private compartment, but the door was clear glass, so we couldn’t do any serious fooling around. The countryside zipped by and, as usual, I...was amazed at the amount of farmland and just plain wilderness that covers large parts of northern Italy.We pulled into the Santa Lucia train station on the Grand Canal in Venice. A water taxi took us to the Hotel San Cassiano not far away. The hotel was small and not especially luxurious, but it was quiet and Iliked the location. I’d booked a room. “Ya—that's it” exclaims Kelso, quite excited. “Suck ur masters dick b o y”. As I hold on to the top of Bradly's hair, I begin pumping his throat like a porn star. In and out, in rapid fashion, I dicked him down like a piece of meat. It took only a few moments for me to blow my junk down his throat, and he choked and puked up my jizz from his belly. I just looked at him, and laughed like a crazy man. Assuming his was done, as he started to stand, I grabbed his hair again, and just said “uh-uh. I was then treated to another show as they spent another ten minutes apply protection to their own breasts, and each other’s. I guess one can’t get enough SPF. I was rock hard at that point. The girls then lay down on the deck, heads facing towards the bow, so that I had a head-on view of their barely covered pussies and their jiggling jugs from my perch behind the wheel as the boat plowed ahead. Slowly so as to not arouse suspicion, I unzipped and let my raging hard-on loose. I was slowly. It was Paula. Wtf... So now she knew that I knew etc. And that I 'Liked' her... How to proceed now? First of all - what did I want to happen now? What if she was fishing on behalf of my wife? They were friends kind of. Paula beat me to it. Paula: "What happened here?!". A chat message from Paula. Me: "You tell me... I liked your photo but did obviously did not think ahead:)" Paula:"I don't know what happened!. I thought I was going to see another picture of you but.