Thank you.”I walked to Angela’s staff flat. She let me in, made yet more coffee and she asked about Monica. I told her what had happened, almost w...rd for word. I gave her Monica’s kiss. That started a long necking session during which our coffee got cold. After fresh mugs Angela admitted that she needed me at the home over Christmas. She wanted me to be Father Christmas to the old people.“Father Christmas, Angela?” I asked incredulously. “Aren’t they too old for Father Christmas?”She. ” Niles said, “Demetrius. Perfect.” For the next half hour they tried communicating using gestures and basic words. Niles got across the idea of how he had come upon the beach, had seen Demetrius and decided to join him. Demetrius indicated a diving motion and pointed up to the top of some towering rocks. Niles had no diving experience, but he was captivated by this affable, handsome young Greek, and would have agreed if he had suggested flying. Demetrius swam toward the shore and Niles. ”“That’s why she’s moaning so much.”Something bumping my forehead, nose, and eyes. I opened eyes to find a very hard, massive hard-on. I raised my face with an open mouth dutifully and it passed through my lips into my mouth to the entry of my throat. I hand in my pussy, a finger in my cervix, and a massive cock in my throat. I couldn’t concentrate on any particular stimulation as they each seemed to overwhelm each other for attention.“I have an idea, Joe,” she commented as if she was about. The troop carrier had arrived and the boys were being herded aboard. I was happy to see the end of their nightmare leaving the Inn in a cloud of dust. The many men assigned to the simple task made me laugh. The boys were in for one last sexual adventure before their journey home was complete. I had gotten cold hearted, another fault that I had to reckon with.Claus and I bypassed the pool and continued on to the gazebo, each feeling the need for each other's company without words being spoken..