Juice looked up at me. “Did you even cum yet?”Remarkably, I hadn’t. “Actually, no,” I said. “I was so devoted to providing pleasure to bot... of you that I considered my orgasm secondary.”The two girls looked at each other impressed with my selflessness, but both knowing that I would not be allowed to leave the room without delivering my load into one of them. They seemed to have a conversation with their eyes but with no words spoken until Juice said, “Lie down; Stretch, I think you need this. Well, I just laughed.A little while later our maid came up and surprised me but whilst I was in a female’s bathing suit, she didn’t blink an eye, as if what I was wearing was perfectly normal.She left and we finished the coffee and headed down to the beach. We walked and did some small talk. She did tell me that she wanted me to have fun and she had set up a few surprises. She made it clear that I was to do as she requested. We found several chairs and towels near the ocean. We sat down and. The next afternoon was a scorcher. My Mom, I should note, knows that she still turns heads. For example, the two-piece bikini she was wearing was something the average female teenager looking to get attention would wear. In truth, the minute I saw her come out of her room after lunch in the two- piece, my dick gave her a secret salute.While at the beach, I noticed many guys, from teenagers to old pervs, checking out my 45 year old mother. I was both proud and protective of her.The first slight. ’ The college students stuttered, ‘Unite, join, unity, fight, uh, resistance -‘ Benjamin cut him short. ‘Don’t worry, I know English. What made you think I want to take down the West? I’m a Westerner.’ ‘But you’re African-American.’ ‘I’m American-American. My parents moved to New York City in the 70’s shortly after Jean-Claude took control of their country. You have no idea what oppression is like.’ ‘Africa is only unstable because of European colonialism.’ ‘Try again.’ ‘What?’ By now the.