I felt like molten lava ran through my veins, not blood, and each place he touched was its own miniature volcano. Despite everything, I'd never truly ...elt feeble before, but in the face of his passion I was weak as a kitten.When he stood up, I couldn't take it any longer and fumbled at the waist of his trousers. He pushed my hands away, finally ripping the knotted cord that held them up, and kicked them off. I stared at him, my own perfect Adonis, his muscles rippling in time to his panting. Bill continued to ignore me as I sucked his cock. He grew harder and harder. As it got fully hard, my mouth had to stretch open wide to fit him inside. It hurt my jaw a little. I sucked and sucked it. I sucked the head with special attention. I felt exactly like a girl in a porn video. I must have been doing it right because he was hard as steel. It was rigid. I got maybe close to five or six inches down on his cock and could still see more cock beyond that. As my mouth slowly slid. “Oh, yeah,” he said as he moved in and out. I could feel his shaft pulsing and I prepared for an impending orgasm. He surprised me by withdrawing. I’m going to put a pillow under you,” he said quickly, touching one of my cheeks and sliding the cushion under. He playfully rubbed the tip of his shaft against me. Deliberately, he guided his cock into me and I reacted with a slight hitch. His movements were slow, measured, and with an acute angle. I push myself up, sliding him harder into me. One. Amazingly we were heading out of the museum toward lunch before it even felt like we had been there a few minutes.When we got the Holocaust Museum, I thought it would be kind of creepy. It wasn’t. It was really damn creepy! There were a lot of details on what happened in World War II, but when we got to the model of the Auschwitz Crematorium I got really weirded out. The display went into how people were herded into these big rooms they were told were showers. Men, women, boys, and girls were.