“Your certainly your father’s son” she said “In more ways than one”. She continued “And is this all because of me?” she turned her hand ...round so that my bulge was quite comfortably in the palm of her hand. She expertly slid her hand inside my fly and slipped her hand around my raging hard on. “Very nice” she said “Shall we let this get a little air?” She more or less dragged me, by my cock, into one of the vacant cubicles. “Like my tits do you?” she asked as I stood there frozen, my cock still. I was going to drive some distance from the safety of home wearing nothing but sexy beach wear.I started the car and headed off to the beach. I drove for an hour or so and finally got to the beach after an uneventful drive, although I was full of tension and excitement over what I was doing.The beach was empty, so I got out of the car. I was so scared, but thrilled at the same time. I couldn't believe that I had made it this far without backing out. But the final and most thrilling step was. Theresa stepped in. "Bjorn, please. No need to be so threatening."The truth is, Carlos, we are as in the dark as you. We were told to intercept your bus, and hold you until we're told what to do next." But ... But why?"Bjorn shrugged. "Don't know. We're given orders. We follow them."Carlos gestured toward the Hummer. "Do I have to wait in there?" We could wait out here," said Bjorn. "But the cooling inside the car is so much nicer."Carlos could not argue with that. The dry hot Mexican wind was. It was far from that; everything that he was doing with that cock increased the intensity of it.It climaxed with me frantically groping around for a pillow while I moaned and panted like a dog! I was seeing spots, my vision was blurred and it felt like I was going to explode! I moved around a little so that his cock was rubbing the same spot over and over…I do know that I was shaking like hell, moaning and squealing but, I didn’t want the feeling to end. He slowly nudged me in the right spot.