I met him in a grocery store parking lot and then followed him to a remote wooded area in his neighborhood to a house under construction. The builder ...ad gone bankrupt and the house was unfinished. He took me to an upper level, and in what was to be a bathroom, he spread towels and told me to get undressed.For the first time in my life, I was about to become a cocksucker. He was quite aware I had never sucked cock before, so he was going to demonstrate how a cock should be sucked.Once. “ Cynthia instructed her student.Cynthia then proceeded to her cottage. At first Joey was stunned at what had just happened but as soon as the whole incident had sunk in to him he hurriedly fetched a pail of water and doused the campfire with it. Then he went to Mrs. McKinley’s cottage, which was situated at the back of the site. When he got to the cottage he nervously knocked on the door“Who is it?” came the voice from the other side of the door.“It’s me Joey, Mrs. McKinley” was his nervous. She asked how long I intended to stay and did I want an electrical and fresh water hook up. The medieval town of Bezier, in the south of France, looked a nice enough place, so I decided to stay a few days.“Trois jours,” (three days) I told her, and yes to the power and water. We went to her office overlooking the lock and I signed the paperwork and paid the fees.She walked back with me and helped me connect the power and water lines. I offered her a glass of wine, which she accepted. We sat on. At the same time, he was definitely excited. “Don’t worry.” I responded. “We’ll talk about it later. You did want me to do what it took to be able to dance for you tonight, didn’t you?” I glanced at his crotch and I could see a tent forming. This was getting him aroused. He enjoyed the thought of me dropping my drawers in the back room. Interesting. I reached over and gently ran my fingers across his crotch, verifying the stiffness in his loins. “This turns you on a little bit, doesn’t it?.