Quite different from my husband. I could tell when he came into the kitchen that he had something on his mind.”Nico was listening intently as my wif... took a final drag and stabbed her cigarette out, putting her glass on the bedside table, next to the ashtray. Before continuing her story, she picked up his thick hose that was stirring on his thigh and began to slowly stroke him with both her hands.“We didn’t even talk about it, We both knew what he wanted so I took him by the hand and led him. Hank had thought to slave the big monitor to the GPS, giving me a bigger screen to watch. All the while I programmed our course, Tammy watched me from the breakfast bar, as she drank a cup of coffee.When I finished mapping, she brought me a mug of hot chocolate and a hot cinnamon roll, she'd warmed up in the toaster oven. It tasted marvelous. "Tammy," I asked? "Can you call your girls so we can talk about a change in our itinerary?" She gave me a very puzzled look and did as I asked.When all. I was loving it, then one day while I was inside my hide out wanting for the women to come in the boy that worked in the pool opened the door. There I was naked with a hard on sitting there wanting on the ladys. I thought for sure I was going to get in trouble for sure, I pulled on my shorts and went to go back to the gym when he tould me that he wouldn't tell but it was going to cost me. I asked him what he wanted, to my supprise he wanted to suck my dick while I watched the ladys. My first. He lowered his eyes, embarrassed and yes, as a young boy he had been conscripted into a Congolese guerrilla group. Now I got really bold and asked him if he had ever ****d a girl during his time with the guerrillas. Again, he hesitated for some time and then admitted, yes, many times. But quickly added that he escaped from the group as soon as he could and moved to East Africa. Pushing further, I asked if he ever dreamed about those times. He did not answer but nodded his head. Then said all.