Turning me around, he kissed me deeply and I greedily accepted the invading tongue. My fingers grazed the front of his crotch as I reached for the zip...of his pants and began to free his bulging member from its prison. I traced the ridge of his cock head and Martin pressed his hips into my hand. We were both ready to get this show on the road it appeared. I had to tug his pants slightly to get it over the delicious man meat hidden under the bright blue cotton tight fitting trunks. I decided to. I was a bit stunned as Lana had an amazing figure. And as if to compound the matter they were given some negative feedback from a younger couple they met via a swingers site. I felt terrible for them. A bit later I explained this to Lou at the bar. She too felt so bad for them both as they are truly lovely human beings. "I've got an idea" she said.We joined them again and Lou explained her plan. Our hotel room was a suite. It had a seperate bedroom and meant we could play seperated. Meaning. Diane nodded, still holding my hands and looking at me with her big sad brown eyes.“That must be so hard for you.” She said earnestly, “After all you’ve been through...”We talked for quite a while, as she kept holding both my hands. She asked about my life in Mexico, about my mother, all sorts of things. I noticed that her thumbs were stroking my palms. I had no idea if that was normal; it didn’t seem normal. I glanced at the forgotten paperwork. I needed to learn about that sort of thing, and. .your name was John. And you were lying on something..sand, a beach? And the sound of birds squawking and chirping in the distance. This wasn't your ship.It had been weeks since you had heard the sounds of birds. Probably months by this point, cramped on the ship and working tirelessly to maintain the thing. From preparing sails to fixing boards to making sure that one old geezer you forgot the name of stopped hitting on the captain's wife..the usual.Traveling from continent to continent to.