"If you ever want to talk about something I'm here for you, man" Thanks Kyle, I appreciate that a lot. It's just, I'm ashamed of what I did mostly bec...use when I did it I,......I...uhhh I can't say it. It's to embarrassing for me. plus it's hard to say." David said and I rubbed his back for more support. "Dude you can tell me, I promise I'll take this conversation with me to my grave. So c'mon spill it, you might as well finish what you started to say. I'm all ears." I said and I looked right. "Ah, that feels great," I said. "This is nothing compared to what waits for you, little brother," she said passionately in response. She continued to stroke and lick my cock, but still never really sucking it. She was just being so gentle and loving. I almost couldn't stand it."Let's go to the bedroom," she whispered softly into my ear.As we walked down the hallway, I knew this would be the hottest night of sex I had ever experienced. My cock began to swell even more and it felt like it was. Her 38C bust filled the bikini nicely and her bum no longer bounced. Those long walks on the beach had reduced the bounce to a gentle jiggle. Her tummy was not flat like that of a young model but the “tummy-tamer” worked wonders. She had put the bikini on to get Dave’s attention and then brought Dave a coffee. He asked for the paper and a donut!10:30 am. Having spilled the latte down her blouse she went back to the cottage to change. As usual Mr. Ice Cream Muscles was drifting in that. Her hands lingered over her breasts and between her legs as she wondered exactly how he would want her, but she remembered his firm instructions and resisted the temptation to touch herself.She came out of the shower, wrapped in a big fluffy hotel towel, and rummaged through her suitcase for some clean underwear. Just then he came back into the room with a beautiful little black skater dress. She gasped. It was short, with a low neck and thin shoulder straps. She had never worn anything so sexy.