I tried to convince myself that I was just turned on by the unusual circumstances. If I let him fuck me, if I submitted to him... I wouldn't be able t... deny my feelings. "I'm not gay, dude," I nervously chuckled, and I inched backwards slowly. He strode towards me confidently, closing the gap between us in just a few steps. I gasped at his sudden movement... My vision dropped, then narrowed, and all I could see was his huge, veiny, large cock bouncing arrogantly with each step. It filled my. Lucky me! I shed my clothes as if they were on fire. When I was down to my birthday suit, my not particularly big Johnson was leading the way by seven inches or so. Liz was looking me up and down, as it was my turn to stand with my hands at my sides. While she checked me out, I had a question for her.“How could you have been married for six months without seeing each other naked?”She never raised her eyes from little Ty as she answered.“We had separate dressing rooms and wore our night clothes. They were unguarded and free to roam towards their rooms alone, that small gesture of independence was such an important despite it being a fraction of what they enjoyed previously. The carpets were soft and deep, the walls had vintage paintings showing women in slavery, chained up but looked normal. The chandlers were grand and elaborative, it was definitely a classy place. Tanya was in room 509, she started to count down the room numbers, the crowd in front of her soon thinning as their rooms. Almost everyday this act of ours continued we never talked though .I began having an infatuation towards her as I love elder women so decided to try my luck . One of my friend used to write his phone number in paper and used to throw in front of girls walking , if the girl picked up the number and called then good , if not then try on another girl . I decide to use that . So I wrote my number and threw to her balcony with a stone in it as her home is a bit far and hide behind my curtains to.