"Kenny, do you want to say anything to Joyce before I hang up the phone?" This must have been fifteen minutes after I had finished talking to Derek. I...nodded that I did want to, and Shirley started walking towards me, bringing the phone over so I could speak with Joyce.Usually, if a man does something like that, you know you're going to be speaking on that telephone in just a few seconds. With a women though, that isn't necessarily true, or even the norm. I sat there, for another ten minutes,. He loved it! His body grew taut and it trembled noticeably. The hands on my head turned into claws that got themselves entangled in my hair and pulled me down deeper, always deeper. I felt as though his dick was entering my gullet and stretching down to my belly like an expanding snake. More, more, more! I licked and sucked, I fondled his balls with both hands, I rubbed my cheeks against the smooth, rubbery flesh of his knob, ran my lips down the sides of his veined cock, swallowed his scrotum. A trunk with some clothes for excursions outside the resort and the usual over-night-things. We were indeed traveling light.We arrived at the resort about eleven o'clock and we were shown to our bungalow, which we set out to explore. This was when the second disaster was revealed.There was a living-room, only one bedroom and a kitchenette. No couch in the living-room, but there were two comfortable armchairs and a table in front of a fireplace. In the bedroom there was a large bed and two small. While they always talked about tits and pussy, I wanted something different. Something I couldn't talk about. Internet porn was just getting big then, and like a lot of boys, I would surf some XXX rated sites when my parents weren't around. Unlike the others, I was more interested in the big cocks than the big tits. This wasn't something I wanted everybody to know. It was tough enough in high school surviving as a 5'7" 145lb Asian k**. It would have been impossible to survive if everybody knew.