.its weird i just want to stroke you''''your call , but you look like you wanted to try''again looking at him in the eyes ''i think i know...''taking ...he pouch''here let me get it ready for you''getting the condom on his cockmy hand completing the taski look at againthis time he grab my head and pull me until i was gobbing his head , helping me down on his cock ''thats it good friend, suck it, i know you wanted to try. suck it , it feels good''his big cock invading my mouth , the condom was. He didn't try touching me, he didn't molest me, he didn't try having sex with me, he didn't even try to kiss me. He did throw me around in the pool and he held my hand, but he didn't try anything else. Sounds like I'm complaining doesn't it? I guess I am just a tiny bit, because I wanted to have sex with this god. I didn't care how big his dick was, I just wanted him inside of me, and I wanted to suck his dick. I had no idea how big he was when he was completely hard because he never got all. She was extremely goo looking. She had a fair complexionhad a well maintaned body. All her feminine curves were clear and she had a dashing face with the most innocent eyes I have ever seen. Her boobs were also great, not too big but average, the type that goes with her body. She was a little Less tall than me being 5'5. After sometime John came and shook hands with me. I began chatting with him and I couldn't get his wife's thoughts out of my mind during the stay. Whenever she came. Shelia ordered, and while they were waiting, Shelia explained her idea, to her, as she put it. “Do you know my husband?” Shelia asked. She had met him once or twice in passing, mainly when he had collected Sheila, or in the supermarket. Sheila continued “He is a photographer.”“Yes I know, he did Liz, a friends of mine’s wedding, he’s very good.”“I know, but he also does glamour stuff, you know, men’s magazines, that sort of thing.” Shelia said vaguely. “He’d like to photograph you, he’s told me.