The pink one tells you what to do, like suck or stroke. The blue one tells you what to suck or stroke, like pussy or nipple. The purple tells you wher..., like sofa or even outside.” “Yeah, I get it,” Karen said. The shots of vodka and sexual atmosphere had along destroyed any inhibition she might have had. Traditional social etiquette was void in their room. “So who goes first?” “I’ll go,” Lisa said and she sat on the floor, leaning back against her bed and threw the dice across the scuffed. Julie then disappeared out of the tent saying, be back soon.She returned after about ten minutes and said, OK its all fixed and I get first go. We sat there in silence, not knowing what we were waiting for, but all eyes were fixed on the beam of light Julie was playing on the tent door. Suddenly we all heard shuffling outside and whispers followed by giggling. Then the tent door was parted over about six inches between the lacing and through it came what was to be my fist ever sight of a semi. Each time a gentleman walks to the pub I try to work out it is you. I'veseen no photograph, just a couple of extremely erotic pencil sketches ofyour preferences. I know you are several years older than me, perhaps 10years, so are likely grey-haired. I imagine whether each of these menwould have set up a date like this? Whether they will approach me withthe confidence of one who knows that he will be able to have me. andwill simply need to decide when and how. I feel my face flushing and. “Do you mean right now? But I thought you wanted me to clean your room? And why do you want a vibrator?” I asked. “Because I own it,” he said gently.“Do what I tell you, when I tell you. Remember no if, and, or buts,” he answered with a mean temper in his voice.“Whatever,” I sighed, walking toward the door mumbling how annoying he was.“What did you say?” he questioned with even more temper in his voice. He pulled me towards him. My ass was on his hard cock. He pushed it against me. It felt.