That never failed to drive me wild, andmy cock sprang to life as I knelt forward and covered her feet and toeswith kisses.She gave a little shudder of...delight, but her voice was steady as shespoke. "You know, lover, how we've talked about me and another guy?"I sat up from her foot. "Yes." My voice was neutral, my mind suddenlyfilled with a whirl of half-formed images and conflicting feelings. Isensed that this conversation was different from those that had takenplace en scene, including the. It wasn’t until we checked in that she found out the destination, but even then she didn’t know about the resort.It was everything I’d hoped, and we could walk out of our cottage, straight onto the beach and snorkel over a nice reef with thousands of multi-coloured fish. Our days there consisted of sex, breakfast, sun-bathing, rum cocktails, lunch, more cocktails, an afternoon fuck, more cocktails and sunbathing, dinner, more cocktails and more sex to finish to day off.We’d been there 3 days. Stephen plopped down on the couch. "What's wrong Ronnie? Don't let some cum stains keep you from sitting. You had way more stains on you when I left you in bed this morning." He was right, so I sat. He started caressing his cock through his sweats. "Here's the deal Ronnie. I'm gonna keep my cock buried in you for the rest of the weekend. If after this weekend you want to deny the fact that you're a cock loving faggot then that's fine with me. But until that time comes lube up that. My first period? Nope, that was mum. My last ten or so Ballet recitals? Mum again. The first time my heart was broken? No, I believe it was mum who was there with the shoulder to cry on.''If you don't tell me about your boyfriends it's very hard to know when your heart is broken.''It wasn't a boyfriend dad.''Who was it then?' Jim asked'You.' She replied softly. 'I am going back to bed. Do me a favour and close the door when you leave.''I take it that's a no for Perth in the holidays.' Jim said.