That off-course made me wonder, first she made a remark about nudity but specially referring to others but me and now a private mail. But I didn't dar... starting to push the conversation to a more erotic way, so we just made an appointment for having a look in a photo album after work.So that day came, I waited in my small inside office, everyone was already gone home. After a small wait she entered the office and we sat down and started looking in the book from the first page. Mostly silent. One smoothly rotating eyeball, while the other eyeball 'bounces' back and forth wildly, wouldn't be a good thing to have anyone notice. I had sunglasses with me, but preferred not to wear them in case they made me look suspicious.I answered, "I'm thinking about it, but I'm not really much of a gambler. That's more my girlfriend's thing, which is probably why she's late."#1: #1: #3: #2: Prof - looking silly in his floppy hat and dark sunglasses - was heading our way, with a couple of guys in. The girl bathed my brand again and rubbed some sort of grease on it. Then we got in bed and enjoyed each other until we slept.In the morning, after I horsed her again until she whooped with pleasure, I tied the ratty blanket about my waist, and we went down to eat, getting a few raised eyebrows as we did. I could not figure out if it was my costume or the noises we had made earlier that brought the strange looks. We finished and we about to leave when the British arrived. I'm pretty sure it was. “Here it comes slut.” He whispered and I felt the piss run down his urethra across my tongue and straight into my gullet. I couldn’t taste it as he was so deep but the thrill of being such a slut had me pulling my cock furiously as he emptied his bladder into me.His thick cock began to harden even more as he finished pissing but he pulled it out and wiped the drips in my hair. “Later slut.” He said and zipping up left the cubicle.DaveOne of Malcolm’s friends entered the cubicle, I saw a.