”“This is scary! I’m out of my depth here.”“We all are Robin. We’d better start learning to swim quickly! Anyway this is just to warn you....Don’t expect peace and tranquillity in Switzerland. They’ll be hopping up and down like a frog in a bucket at White Mountain!”“I can well believe it.”“Not a word of this to anybody now!”“Do I look like I’m suffering from senile dementia?”“Anyway don’t worry about it until Saturday. Oh there’s another thing Robin. I have business to attend to in the city this. All of the lights over the city twinkled and flashed like a million stars to Sandra. It was majestic, magical. While standing on the pier, looking out over the ocean, Sandra got the strange sensation of total confidence. She felt like anything was possible. She could make her dreams come true.******************************************************************************The diner was called “Pal’s”. Sandra found Danny inside, he was sitting at a table in the back left corner. Sandra sat. ”“No, Justin…please, no…they…they are your dad’s,” I pleaded. I was not too keen on being gagged but to be gagged with Justin’s father’s dirty underwear was appalling. I took my hands off my butt and stood up straighter.Justin’s father was a large man. Not so much fat but large like a football player. They were boxer briefs also but white. Justin held them up by the waistband and I saw them reflected in the mirror.“They look clean enough and what do you care if they smell of his cock?” I. As they withdrew, so my cock emerged, red and shiny from its orifice. It plopped out suddenly and a small dribble of sperm ran down the side of the machine. Ellen came round with a cloth and wiped the machine dry, before setting it to wash its workings.Maria was with me as my cock emerged and she picked me up easily and carried me over to where Sandra was sitting. Sandra had been preparing herself for suckling. She unstrapped one big milky breast, by unclipping the pad covering the nipple. .