I said okay, but deep down I was scared. I got over to him on my knees, he was still sitting on the log so I spread his legs grabbed his soft little c...ck with 2 fingers and started to suck. He started to moan as soon as his cock touched my warm, wet lips and tongue. I sat there on my knees like a little whore sucking his dick but couldn't help but realize that I was enjoying it, but I was more then enjoying it I loved it. As I sucked his cock he started to grow in my mouth I could feel it and. Why London? I couldn’t get a decent flight out of Paris to the southern U.S. within three days, so I opted for her suggestion. I booked space on theTGV fast rail from Lyon to Paris, then the Eurostar to London. From Heathrow, British Airways to Miami. I would be there Thursday, with a day in London to look around. Still one day ahead of schedule, I thanked the agent and started back to my room. There was an internet station in the lobby, and I decided to see if there was any urgent e-mail for. We promised to remain apart the rest of the night sleeping with each other's spouse and waking up to one more round of sex before getting back together for breakfast. We also promised to try every position, every hole, as not to leave anything out. She wanted to image her hubby doing everything to me that he had ever done to her including the anal he had just done to her earlier. So that is what we did. We slept (if you could call it that) with each other's spouses. They were too excited for. But on third day when I woke up there was a big trouble. I was lying without my short and my dick had something sticky substance almost dry and my body also smelled something different. I was afraid that somebody might have seen me at this position. I was wondering what that was. I thought I had masturbated last night and kept my short open. Anyway I got up from the bed and quickly had my short and went to bathroom and was ready at the breakfast table Everything seemed to be common and was.