Not watered down, pasteurized American beer.When I was leaving the men’s room I had to wait at the foot of the narrow stairs for Don to come down. H... smiled drunkenly and stopped to engage me in inane conversation.He’s a skinny guy without any more muscle on him than he needs to propel his body from point A to point B. He was twenty-two years old at the time. He was blonde and just effeminate enough that if he hadn’t shown me pictures of his fiancée I would have guessed he was gay. I wouldn’t. MY room mate, Ben, Continues drinking and singing merrily. He is enjoying his own company. Mandy asks if could escort her to the female bathroom area as she is unfamiliar with the area. I take the hint. We sneak off several feet from the site. She isn't drink at all, she never had a drink. That sly fox. We are surrounded by darkness. We kiss. I lean back against a mound of dirt some might call a hill, covered in leaves and moss. Hands begin roaming. I fondle her chest, pinching and kissing and. Sort of ironic really since it was supposed to be run-way shots but the Fan-Shots were very sexy and showed the lingerie off to perfection perfectly. The sensual nature off the shots came from Frankie’s beautiful smooth body and semi - erect cock. The panties were almost see-thru and you could clearly make out his cut cock and balls. His ass so smooth, round and blemish free with enough sweat to make it glisten in the photo. His hair was blowing in the wind, perfectly showing he was flushed. Er, my needs?!” I stuttered.”yes” she said, “who will clean all this and the most important, who will clean you up?”I missed a few heartbeats, “….clean me up?!””c’mon, drop that towel, I’m going to clean you up, like your Mom did about 20 years ago!”She had not asked me to get into the bathroom, so I let go! My towel dropped with a soft plop! She turned around and gasped! “what are you up to?!” she weakly blurted. I thought my member should do the talking, the full 8″, 3″ thick, head out with.