She had been justified in being upset, of course. He knew that. She had been entitled to punish him, hadn’t she? He hadn’t meant to worry her but ...e had been thoughtless and she had obviously been concerned.If it hadn’t been for that what would he have thought of the session? Her peremptory commands, the sense of her barely contained anger, the feeling that she was taking no notice of any objection he might have to the way she was treating him – all these played directly on Lionel’s fantasies.. They were both incredibly beautiful and they knew it. Carolyn sensed that these two women were aware she was a lesbian. Her short hair, lack of make-up and manly dress screamed “I’m a dyke". Carolyn was hoping that at least one of them was bi-sexual.Carolyn was done for the day and always went to the local gym after dinner, after all why sit in a hotel room by yourself, at least at the gym you were around people., Several times she was lucky enough to bring a women back to her hotel room for a. They felt absolutely wonderful, so smooth and silky. I did have a few small nicks but over all I did fairly well for my first time.I looked in the mirror and inspected my crotch and legs. I felt around and noticed that I did have a small amount of hair on my ass and had almost forgotten my underarms. I shaved this and the small patch of hair on my chest as well. I rubbed lotion all over my body where ever I could reach feeling my smooth skin. I couldn't help myself and I stroked my cock to. Some call me an admirer. I call myself a slight voyeur looking for a good image to wank off to. I stroke my cock and think about Barbara sitting on my face.I never really saw anything much except really big thong panties and a lace bra or two until last night. It’s summertime here in Brighton and Barbara lives in the flat directly across from me. Her window was open with the curtains pulled back and the light on.I kept my light off and looked across. I could not believe what I saw. There was.