‘I get to go everywhere when we tour. I think that might be my favorite thing, travelling.’ He nodded in agreement. ‘After uni I spent a year tr...velling South America then Asia, I never really got to see Europe properly though.’ ‘I was in Africa last year, I volunteered there for three months. I taught the children there English and music and honestly, seeing their country was even more interesting than touring France.’ She said simply, as though volunteering in Africa was something all the. I memorize his smooth skin, exotic features, close cropped dark hair, clever hands, muscular legs, proud and proportionate erection tipped erotically with a bead of pre-cum. Beautiful. Just beautiful. This is our only night, and there is something I want to take home, back to my empty bed. A memory. ‘John’ I croon, kneeling beside his leg ‘I want you to take your dick in your hand, your beautiful cock…I want you to stroke yourself for me, exactly like you do when you masturbate, when you jerk. “Let’s set up here,” I suggested.“Set up what?” she asked.I didn’t answer, but took off my backpack and started to unpack it. First I placed a plush blanket down. Then I pulled out a small basket in which there was a bottle of wine and two glasses wrapped in cloth napkins. From another compartment, I took out two gourmet sandwiches I had a local deli prepare. April was down by the water and hadn’t noticed what I was doing. She turned to come back and was surprised at what she saw.“I thought. ’ ‘Well you can’t blame me for trying, besides doesn’t Batman always lust after Cat-woman in the comics?’ ‘Do you want to go somewhere more private then Batman?” Dale smirked, ‘Am I finally going to see the part of the comic that everyone wanted to see?’ I laughed a little at that remark. ‘Follow me you goon,’ I grabbed Dale by the belt and dragged him to the staircase, quickly ascending the stairs until we reached the summit, only three doors, the bathroom, parents bedroom and Emily’s bedroom..