I wanted nothing more than to pleasure him, my lust and instinct took over. With my hands holding the back of his thighs, I ran my mouth up and across...his firm, bald, ball sack, flicking the underside with the tip of my tongue and kissing them passionately. I licked his semi hard, hooded dick and it jumped to attention. I heard him moan softly and in a thick, hispanic accent say, “Oh, yes.” As the skin pulled back from his cocks head, I tongued the tip and the pointed, sensitive underside. His. You do have to be careful how you use them.(Debbie) I respectfully disagree with Anne's point about being a baby-sitter. The character's arc within your story is entirely your own. You may have to stay within the "basic model" of who/what the character is, but you create the storyline, the character's arc and the resolution/moral. Take James T. Kirk as he appeared in Star Trek: Generations. He may have been the original creation of Gene Roddenberry, but when he appeared in the movie he was not. Som gave a 500 note to him, and he opened the door. He also told him that they don’t allow anyone before 4 am. Now only we two are present on the private beach. The sky was full of stars, the sound of the sea waves. And in Som’s arms, this feeling was making me even hornier.I want his dick inside me all night long. He dropped the bedsheet on the sand, and then he sat down on it, holding me naked. He said, “Our honeymoon period starts now.” We kissed for 5 minutes.I pushed him down and went. “I think its time for us to fuck that sweet tight pussy of yours”, shyam said as he picked up dolly and carried her into the master bedroom. raj followed behind with a bottle of rum in his hand.shyam dropped dolly onto the bed and started to take off his shorts.“No…Please don’t do this”, dolly pleaded as she tried to get up. But raj sat down beside her and poured some rum into her mouth. dolly swallowed the rum as she returned her gaze to shyam’s naked body. He had tattoos all over his fat.