I searched every where. Finally I got him in the bathroom stroking his cock with heavy sounds, I heard sounds through the door. I slapped the bathroom...door and called my brother so I have to pee right no. . He slowly opened the door after some time. I asked him Wt he was doing inside bathroom for such long time. He told me to come inside bathroom and slowly stripped his undergarments and show his cock. He told mechanical his cock is in pain in particular place. I asked what to do now, he said. I'm going to do it with someone besides my best friend's husband. I just can't do this to Sheila." But..." I started."And you--" she poked my chest with her finger-- "will just have to find some other way to feed the tittie-milk fetish you seem to have acquired." Yeah, like there's any chance of that," I groused. But at that moment, with my cock freshly drained, I had to agree that Kim was right. It wasn't until an hour or two later that the memory of Kimberly's milk-filled tits had me. I suddenly discharged and spilled cum like spurts of cum came like a jet , flew and fell on her face and boobs which she sexily accepted.I got up and cleaned myself, thanked her for the wonderful job and walked outside proudly with a sense of pride and found my friends were also there with similar expressions. Needless to say we all were very excited after that session and are now looking for real sex. It was 3 pm and we decided to go back to the hotel take a shower and then find a chic to fuck. I had learnt that holding her hand was not a bad idea, since a lot ofwomen did it - and it did not suggest an intimate relationship betweenthem. Two men holding hands, on the other hand, did suggest as such.The holding hands thing also relaxed me. In fact, we did a number ofthings which helped detract attention away from myself, though kissingwasn't one.We had a car, which we took turns in driving. Jennifer did the duty thistime, as she let me take a few minutes to get my voice right. Though.