We parked our vehicles, and I directed him to the bathroom. I heard water running, and some "Ouches" - likely from the water. I knocked on the door, a...d asked if I could help. He whimpered a bit, "Would you please?" I entered, and he'd stripped of his biking shorts and shirt, essentially leaving him naked. Ever the professional, I still subtly gave him the once-over, and found him to be quite handsome. At 20 years old, he was appealing to this mature bisexual male. I had already gathered some. I saw the usual. Older businessmen, single men about my age, men who have infidelity problems. But when I walked in, I walked by the bar and saw a familiar face.“Lillian?” I said, tilting my head. The bar really wasn’t that crowded.“Shawn Taylor. I never thought I would see you in a place like this. How’ve you been?” Lillian was one of the first girls I met in high school. She always had a fierce walk and confidence. She drove the boys wild back then. Lillian had a beautiful, curvaceous body.. I see the way you look at me. And I'm sure that motor mouth Spencer has shared with you how much of a nympho I am." I started at this. She was talking about him listening in on them right? Surely she couldn't mean..."Now lean back and enjoy. I'm not stopping this for anything. At least not until you've given me what I need." At this she plunged her mouth back over my cock and began twisting her head and hands in tandem as she crammed more and more of my stick in her hot, sucking mouth.Now, this. I guess it was just a coincidence that they had such similar facial features and that their fetching backsides were almost identical.I explained that I was there to take photographs of the mountains and Miss Yomiko number two from Tokyo told me,“My little sister Yoko is studying the art of photography in her school. She will be happy to know that I have made the acquaintance of a real photographer because she aspires to make it her life work after she graduates.”Miss Yomiko number one stirred.