The little girl was just eighteen years old…I stood there, feeling my own cock growing hard, as I looked at the sweet perfect young naked body of th...t apparently shy girl…I watched as Catherine was kissing passionately her Latin boyfriend, while she was giving him a very nice hand job under the water.So, I began jerking myself off while watching these two make out.Things progressed pretty fast; because soon the guy sat down outside at the edge of the pool and sweet Cathy’s head was bobbing up. I might have puzzled at why any man might enjoy doing that, but felt relieved that this way was easier to wash off. I turned my head as best I could and hoped that I had Anna’s attention. ‘No more,’ I said. She immediately responded, speaking Italian to the men in the room. I had no idea if I was going to be a disappointment to someone, but I no longer cared. I wanted to be left alone with this woman. Anna guided me to my feet, and into the bathroom. As soon as she closed the door, I removed. My knees instantly buckled and I felt dizzy and weak. My skin tingling like a bolt of lighting had just hit me. A spark of energy flowing through my skin. The hair on the back of my neck raised.I giggled like a school girl as I made my way through the room to his couch. he politely asked me to be patient as he had just got out of the shower and needed to finish up.I waited impatiently as I scoped the room, looking at his big posters of African a****ls. His furnishings were modern and quite. Brrrr!I figured I would dry in the sun as I finished setting everything up. I climbed back up into the truck bed for what I hoped would be the final time and laid out the blanket. It would provide a little padding and would make sure I didn’t get covered once again in sand or dirt. Then I opened my goodie bag and started setting out my gear.As soon as I pulled my ball gag out of the bag, I put it in place. It is a safety gag with air holes and all that so I can’t choke. If Ron and I are.