’ I answered lamely, taking his hand. Fucking paw was the size of a catcher’s mitt, he damn near broke my fingers. Then he smiled at me again, at ...east I think it was a smile anyway. Both fucking arms covered with great big black tattoos, face looked like he was one of those pro wrestlers or something, scars all over his forehead, hair pulled back and tied up in a ponytail. I smiled back, then made my escape back to my house. So it began, Summer came along and it was a nice warm one. I watched. Then he started to rub my cock through my trousers. I felt myself getting harder by the second as he undid my fly and pulled my stiff cock out. Then he leaned down and started to lick the head of my cock and slide his tongue up and down the shaft. God this was good and to make it even better my girlfriend had returned, standing in the door way with just a red mesh thong on, her hand down her underwear rubbing her clit as she watched us. Her nipples were rock hard and I could hear her moaning. She sucks. She runs her tongue around the base of my helmet and grazes me gently with her teeth. With one hand she cups my balls; with the other she holds my shaft. I close my eyes and let it happen. This has to be a dream. I think nothing of it when she lets go of my cock. I'm way too far gone to care really. Then she starts moaning and I realise she's masturbating. I open my eyes and tilt my head to try to get a glimpse. I know I'm not likely to, but the voyeur in me doesn't care. Rachel. We exchanged face pictures, and after a little while she sent me private posing pictures of herself, which were very hot and had obviously been taken by someone else, poses included her straddling a chair in a clear plastic outfit wit tits hanging out, a lot of her pics also included her playing with a large black rubber dildo, which she told me had a name ‘Leroy’. We arranged to meet in Aberdeen, for a night of fun. We stayed at a Travel Lodge near Bridge of Don, checking in was a bit awkward.