“But that was not end of the story. Some months later I met a girl again in the pool and noticed, that father was not present at this time. But afte... swimming she went into men locker room again! She took her time also in hot tub and sauna, now, of course, without a swimsuit. There was not much people in pool this particular day and I decided to follow her to sauna and talk a little.I entered and she was sitting at upper seat on the tailor-term position. I was really shy and said: „May I ask. Then, he dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. He started with short strokes on the end of my cock. As my cock got harder and harder, he stroked more and more of my cock until he was “deep-throating” all 6 ½ inches of my hard cock. By this time, my cock was throbbing hard and felt like it was going to explode. As he continued with this long, deep strokes on my cock, I felt that pleasurable ache in my groin signaling that I was going to cum soon. Then, he started giving me. I grabbed a cut-glass tumbler from the cabinet, not something I was going to put out for guests, and pulled out my private bottle of Lagavulin. A couple of inches went into the glass and I put the bottle right back into the liquor cabinet; I have no intention of wasting my good booze on people who wouldn’t appreciate it! Does that make me a bad host? OK, I can deal with that, better than I can deal with the idea of good Scotch being wasted on people who would barely take time to taste it. I. “What have we got going here.”“Good morning Mr. Marcus,” I said as I set the box down I was carrying. Just as I was about to address his question Karen came walking back out to the truck. “Karen,” I said as I looked at my approaching sister. “This is Mr. Marcus,” I said as I gestured toward the elderly man. “He’s the landlord here.”“Hello,” Karen said as she gently grasped his outstretched hand.“Hello back,” he responded as her gave her hand a gentle shake. “So you’re the young lady that.