Ask away.”He leaned forward, lowered his voice and asked, “Do you like to suck cock?”I sat looking at him for about twenty seconds wondering how...in the hell he knew I was a cocksucker. I had kept that part of my life well away from the nudist resort. Finally I looked him in the eye and said, “Yes. Why do you want to know?”He continued quietly, “There’s a few of us who like to suck cock and a lot more who like to have their cocks sucked. If you’re interested, we can talk more later. Do you know. " I wondered what he was saying, but because I was still wondering who he was and why he brought me to where we were, I kept quiet. He looked at me and I got a good look at him. He was a tall white man, with a black cloak around his body. His face was narrow, but it seemed to fit him just right. I soon realized that I was naked in the bed, so I covered myself with the covers hoping to hide myself from him.He sat on the bed and put his hand on mine when I was covering myself. "There's no need to. He sauntered over to the bed, and picked up her discarded thong. His eyes met hers as he lifted the pale yellow cloth to his nose and inhaled. She hurriedly crossed her legs; she didn't want her growing wetness to stain his coat.He sighed gutturally, his cock oozed pre-cum as her heavenly aroma permeated his senses. He tossed the garment away, and crawled next to her. He drew closer and slowly inched his jacket down until her coral tipped white peaks lay bare. Her large puffy areola tightened. I had done this only once to a man (but quite a few times to other women) and my father seemed to be enjoying it. After I wet his hole enough I pressed a finger against his tight ring. I couldnt slide it in just yet. I decided I needed to taste the rest of his cock now. I held him by the base and the head was so smooth and big, almost the size of a plum and for a minute I wondered if I could get my mouth around it. I was able to but it really stretched my jaw, I smiled thinking to myself that.