She stopped before me, close enough that I could smell her perfume and see the flecks of color in her hazel eyes and the soft, pale fur on her cheeks ...nd upper lip. She raised a dark-gold eyebrow, smiled warmly and looked up at me, tapping my wrist with her folded fan as if she did not have my already-undivided and quickly erect attention. The top of her golden head came up to about my chin. The feather on her new hat brushed my cheek. I remember that dozens of small, bright buttons adorned her. I wasnt sure what bothered me more, the feeling of that I had been used, or that thinking about it ,even now, the dirtiness of it made me horny, I just felt conflicted, was I gay?Bi?, or what? I had to admit to myself that the truth was had had enjoyed everything I had done, even the stuff I felt kinda pushed into, I would have never had the guts to try it otherwise, and I knew it.When I finally got back to the cabin everyone was gone, including David, so I decided to try out that hot tub, Id. We owe everything to women. It was a woman who brought you into the world, who fed you, who cared for you. It was a woman who suffered and sacrificed herself for you as you grew up...as you took her for granted. Then, as she ached with sadness to see you depart and enter the world, it was another woman who made you who you are...a woman who demanded something of you...a standard worth achieving. Through her you struggled, but endured. You learned to perform beyond the limits of your. . and I could be like this forever... you beg me to stop, you scream at me to stop, you are so turned on you are gonna come... and I keep licking and sucking you... I can feel myself hard as I have never been before, little drops falling from the tip of my dick... I am so ready to fuck you!Since I am kneeling down, I finish taking my pants off on throw them away. I slowly get up right behind you. I hold your back with my hand so you can not get up, I like you like this, and I want you bending.