It is particularly popular with French tourists and was famous for its beautiful white beaches, food and annual festival. I was on my way to do a stor... on the festival. The reason I wanted to do the story so badly and was prepared to leave a hot, horny and sopping wet blond in my apartment was the festival. The annual Harvest festival stems from the days when the Seychelles were a major sugar exporter and most of the workers slaves. It was the one occasion in the year when nobility, slaves. I got the guys number rang him and arranged to see the guy at my place to have a look at the work. When he turned up the first thing that struck me was how short he was, about 5' 6" or 7" tall, but he went to the gym so was muscular! very!!Anyway he had a look at the problem from the ground and said he would do the job on a weekend when he could get the father-in-laws ladders and van, I told him that wouldn't be much good as my partner slepted late over the weekends after working long hours. Mike rolled off me onto the floor and moved away as Dominic moved in and I rolled over. “You soaked your panties slut, how close are you to cuming?” Dominic asked me sitting on the bed and guiding my mouth to his semi hard cock. I mumbled I didn’t know around his thick meat. He was only semi-hard and so I could easily take him into my mouth and down my throat. I still gagged on him but it was worth the effort, he started to grow almost instantly and using his hand guided me up and down his. I decided to tease him a bit and see what kind of reaction I would get. I slipped off my shoe and raised my leg and let my toes lightly brush against his crotch. He visibly stiffened. Oh I'm sorry but would you do me a favor and scratch the bottom of my foot I have a terrible itch.He gently grasped my heel and scratched the bottom of my foot. How's that he asked. Oh yes much better thank you. You look flustered are you ok. Yeah I'm good I just need to use the restroom. As he got up I could see.