Catching a look at myself in the mirror I stopped. I checked myself out; I hadn't looked in a mirror in forever. I was an average eighteen year old: b...own hair, blue eyes, strong legs and a somewhat toned upper body. But working at Fire Island had its negative effects on me. The beer was getting to me I could see my abs fading. "I have to work on that," I laughed at myself as I whispered in the empty house. It was then that I realized the television was off and the bathroom door was closed. I. Mike didn’t stop; he kept on going so that half a minute later another orgasm ravished my body. Then he pulled out and jerked off, his hot cum landed on my tummy and boobs and glittered in the sunlight coming in from the window. When he was done he simply turned around and left me on the table. I stayed there, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that I had just been fucked like never before by a stranger. When he came back his cock was limp and I looked down at it. “What happened?” “I used. They were so soft and milky and I couldn’t believe I was doing this with my mami. I sucked her boobs as she moaned and forced my mouth harder and harder on her boobs.She then started pressing my fake boobs. She unhooked the string of my blouse and it fell down exposing the bra I was wearing. She removed my bra and my pallu now exposing my soft bare chest. She started sucking my bare nipples and then started slowly biting them. I got in the seventh heaven, as it was turning to be a experience of. “Well, I suppose we had better head to the change room and put on dry clothing.”The change room had a rather sticky sliding door, beyond which a wall got built, that one had to walk around on either side to enter.After we were both naked, I looked at John’s dick. It was cute but rather average. I, on the other hand, had always prided myself, having the large cock that John’s eyes were focussed upon.“You remind me of Stuart, he’s also big like you,” John exclaimed.It was as if the world now went.