Dustin softly mutters “Holy Fuck”. I am totally speechless. We all finally get our whits back, and Dustin and Johnny depart the bath house. I slid... into some sweats, and flip flops and head back to camp as well. Back at camp taking a seat at one of the tables, Blankenship walks up with a hot cup of coffee. “Thanx bro” I smile at him. He too was one of the more straighter dudes at camp, but I would do him with half a chance. Ray and Clay walk up to me and take a seat at the table with me.. ", he said. "Mmmmm" I replied as his fingers began to probe my still sore hole. "I'm beginning to think so too." I said as I smiled and hugged the pillow, knowing this was going to be painful but very pleasurable. Then he spread my legs and ass to begin probing my pink hole with his tongue. I could feel the warm wetness of his tongue and the hot breathe as he exhaled. I closed my eyes to feel his lips on my soft, white bubble ass. Then I heard him pop the top of the lubrication bottle. He. ”He eyes told me she was serious. I had seen the pursing of her lips and steely stare in too many business settings to doubt her. Slowly, I nodded my head. She gave me a tight smile and then picked up my glass and made a shooing motion.I stood, turned and headed back toward the house.“You look familiar,” a pleasant voice said as I sat at a small table in front of a cafe on the Avenue d’Ostende in Monte Carlo.I had taken Kelly at her word, thanked all of my guests, kissed the kids goodbye, and. Our bodies, already close together, locked together more tightly. His mouth covered mine, his tongue thrashing deep within my mouth. His spit began to flood my taste buds, I was breathing his air. As I griped his ass with my hands, his torso with my legs, he had his hands around my throat. Though I could have died right then at this hand – and it would have been some special way to go – his hold was gentle, of soft possession. We both started to shake, I remember my sperm rising. I can remember.