As well are shaving me legs. I than come out in nothing but a towel. He is still one the couch relaxing trying to recover. I than walk in and suddenly...drop my towel. I get onto the other side of the couch and spread my legs. I start to pleasure myself rubbing my pussy so very gently, while he watches I continue by slipping my fingers into my pussy and continuing to rub my clit with my thumb. I put my head back with my eyes close and my back starts to arch as I get closer and closer to cumming.. .. this thing was farfrom over.I entered Wanda's townhouse and headed straight for the fridge,grabbing a beer after laying down Wanda's purse and keys. It wasgluten-free beer. I took a few swigs. "Blech!" I said, as I didn't likethe taste. But I remembered I had the same reaction when I first hadbeer, and eventually learned to love it. So I kept drinking. After afew more swigs, my mind somewhat accustomed Wanda's brain to theflavor, much to my relief. The swigs then started feeling good,. ..so sensual I couldn't help but get hot every time he looked at me. "Okay kids time to get up where here!" mom shouted when I woke up it felt so humid , I felt as if i was in a sauna, the heat in New York is nothing compared to the one in Dominican Republic. "Michael WAKE UP!!" mom shouted again, giving Michael a tap on the head. When we got to the hotel in Punta Cana ,we were checking in. There where only two rooms left, and you guest it ,me and Michael were going to share. Every know and. With butterflies in my stomach. Once in the restroom, he went to the same stall I had seen him in a while in the act just two days ago, and he ordered, "Come get your black monster, cocksucker." I stared at him as he dropped his pants. Part of me was eager to do it, to make a growing curiosity a reality, yet I still had a chance to refrain from the gay act of submission. I was a well-respected educator. What would my students say if they saw me on my knees, in a dirty restroom sucking a gruff.