She couldn’t help but notice a subtle grin on his lips as he entered the details into the computer to print out her admission ticket. “I can hear ...ou’re not from around here,” he said, still busying himself with the administrative process. “Which part of the US?” he asked.“Texas,” she replied.“Not many castles there,” he quipped. “Would you like me to show you round?”“Sure,” she said. “But what about the desk? I don’t want to be any trouble.”“No trouble at all,” he reassured her. He raised his. His hand reached through the hole and somehow he knew exactly where to reach to, his hand went right on her breast and gave a soft squeeze she grabbed his wrist and pulled on his arm, he gave another squeeze and pulled his arm back in the hole" very nice feeling " he saidshe wanted to leave but felt a stomach cramp and knew she couldn't Then to her shock the tip of his cock was in the hole, then more came through, and more, he was huge, she had never seen a black mans cock in person before,. Grandmother and I shared every secret. I seemed to have been hardwired at birth to know how to keep secrets. Grandma knew this about me, and over the years I learned amazing things about her that she had never told anyone but me. Grandmother taught me things. I told Grandmother the entire story, and pulled down the jockey shorts I was wearing to show her how I could suck my own dick. I had told her before that I could do THAT, but this time she wanted to see me do it. Grandma–Jessie–clapped. I move my hand up and once again wrap my fingers around my shaft and give a few slow, teasing strokes. God, I wish you were here to indulge me in my fantasy, that of you being near. With eyes closed I reminisce about looking in to your beautiful, dark eyes. I see that smile that you so readily share with me. I imagine lifting your dark navy blue blouse over your head, exposing the white lace bra, which so invitingly covers your small, firm breasts. From there I reach down and unsnap your khaki.