Surely that couldn’t be what I thought it was.I tried desperately to strain my head in the constraints to look behind me, but to no avail. Then a so...nd beneath me attracted my attention and I looked down to the floor. Between my legs, through all of the cum and piss, a mirror was pushed into place. At this angle I could see my own engorged cock and the cum dripping out of my ass, down my legs, and down my balls. Then I saw the silhouette I so feared.A stallion walked into the room behind me and. I would suck him off and swallow unless he wanted to give me a facial. Or to be honest, I would almost beg him for it. Feeling his warm, wonderful jizz splash against my face, it’s thick, silky texture clinging to and dripping down my chin, made me feel so sexy and fulfilled. I loved it, I needed it. To erase any doubt, sometimes I would even thank him for it. Shamelessly, his sissy cock lover. He never touched me, but I was fine with that. We both knew our roles. I was fine with just laying in. Most nights we left the parks around ten-ish then dined and returned home.Every night when we got back to our villa we chilled in the jacuzzi with beer, staying up until two-ish. My wife usually went to bed before me, as I'm a night owl. The lady down from us usually did a little yoga, until 11.30pm, and the elderly couple bedded down around 12.00am. I think the elderly lady across was wheelchair bound.We knew if we got back late, it was safe enough not to bother with swimsuits. We love to swim. I never want it to happen again and never want to see you again, she cried.”Don’t say that Selma and please don’t cry. Being inside of you was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me in my life,” he replied with tears in his eyes.Selma looked at him with tears in her eyes as she was torn with what to do. Her heart told her to believe him, but her head still had reservations. Her maternal instincts took over and she embraced him like a mother would a crying child, and gently stroked his.