He didn't speak and seemed like he was scared to death as he went pale. "Don't worry," I finally spoke, "no one is going to find out about your little...secret."He seemed somewhat relieved and finally said "I don't want anyone to know, people can get freaked out." I know," I replied. We sat in silence for the final hour of our drive. I started thinking of what it would be like to have Sanjay and my cock became hard. I couldn't stop thinking about this young guy who I could enjoy. I wondered what. Jon looked concerned, but Stan couldn’t see Denise’s face. He knocked on the door and was called in, and then he saw Denise. He was shocked. Denise looked completely different from the happy person who’d been going on holiday only two weeks ago. She looked tired out, her eyes were bloodshot and she’d obviously been crying. ‘Oh, God, Denise! Whatever’s the matter?’ he asked her, with compassion in his voice. ‘I-I’m okay. I’ll talk to you later, Stan. Er…’ Denise stammered out, obviously unsure. We had a couple more drinks and decided it was time for us to go to dinner.We went to Texas Roadhouse for dinner and sat there what seemed like forever eating and talking,and then left to go back to the hotel. I told her I wanted to stop at the liquor store to get some booze for the room and she said that she wanted some also. when we got back to the hotel I asked if she wanted to join me in my room for a couple more drinks and she laughed and said she thought I would never ask.Once we got back. I tried to figure out a polite way to discourage Alice’s hands-on assistance when her daughter joined us and proceeded to lather my legs. The sensation of two sets of hands caressing my body vanquished whatever objections I had over getting woman-handled. I could probably force myself to get used to pampering with a little bit of effort.“You need to clean all his body parts, Star,” Alice said, as she ran her hand between my butt cheeks and scrubbed my puckered poop-hole with her fingers. “Turn.