It was a sealed country road, it had started to rain when a car pulled over and i climbed in. after a little chit chat the driver who was as old as...my father asked me to undo the zip in his suit trousers and pull out his cock. .the rain started pelting down and i figured that if i said no he would pull over and let me out and i would get soaking wet and have no chance of being picked up, so i obliged him leaning over and using both hands to unzip,then putting my hand into his opened fly. “You don’t need one. Puerto Ricans are American citizens.” I can’t believe this. “You really want to take me to Puerto Rico?” I ask, staring into his big green eyes. Ethan sets down my bag, his still slung over his shoulder, and steps forward to wrap his arms around me. “I want nothing more than to celebrate my newly acquired freedom with you on a beach for the rest of the week,” he says, looking down at me. I stare at him, battling with myself. If I tell him to take me home now, I know he. Yes, they managed to avoid nudity, but there were moments as they walked past me that each and every part of their anatomy was revealed to me.So there I was, sipping gingerly at the dammed pina colada and squirming around trying to made a comfortable adjustment to my newly risen erection when another well-tanned woman walked past. I reckoned her age to be in the early forties, and thought to myself that she looked damn good in the red and white bikini she wore.Imagine my surprise when she. I opened up the laptop and went to the pictures I had just up-loaded. It was as if my brain had been reformatted; my eyes went straight to the cocks! This was twisted! I was thinking how these were cocks that would be in my mouth spewing cum down my throat. I threw my hand to my forehead in an involuntary gesture as to my fate. I was realizing how much different it is watching a roller coaster and being on one! I returned my attention to the pictures. I found a close-up of what was.