I would tug away at my diminutive prick and eventually have a dry climax. I knew that I liked what I was doing and the sensation at the climax was bri...liant. The prevalent atmosphere at home decided me to keep very quiet about my illicit pleasures.Around about a year later a man the family referred to as "uncle Pete", although in reality he was no relation, came into my life. Uncle Pete was pretty good fun and generous! It was him that introduced me to train spotting which was to become a. .." I recognized that sensual voice; even with my eyes closed, I knew it was Svetlana, a Russian girl I had met two days ago at the hotel bar, where she worked as a waitress…I should have instinctively covered up; but I did not even move or respond.Having her surprise me like this was a complete shock but I was so relaxed that I barely even reacted. For whatever reason I continued to lay still. I heard Svetlana spreading her towel by my side and I listened as she fumbled around a bit with her. I had been dancing for more than an hour and I was exhausted. Most of the women have left by that time. I still saw two of them around. Lisa and the woman who I helped set up the food earlier. I noticed four men pulling a padded bench out of the patio door. I guess the table I’m dancing on and the bench must have come from the second bedroom which is always locked. I haven’t seen them in the house.They set the bench down near me. Once they had it where they wanted it they came over, grabbed me. His cock ached in his hand and he too was concentrating on watching Lisa and not bringing himself pleasure. He wanted to reach his free hand out and run it up her leg as he sat there in between them, but not touching. Her skin looked so inviting to him. Smooth and soft; he could smell her body. With her eyes still closed, she pulled the vibrator out of her wet pussy and brought it to her lips and sucked it. She tasted her own essence and licked her juices off of it with her tongue than returned.