Soon I felt him climbing into the bed, and he climbed on top of me.“Di, do you trust me?” I said that I did, as I felt him lie down on top of me. ... felt his body against mine, and it felt lovely. But I also felt a bit vulnerable. I ran my hands over his shoulders and down his back, coming to rest on his bottom. And I realized he was wearing something still. I felt them, they were nylon, and thin. And small. “I’m wearing Speedos still. This is something else my girlfriend from back home showed. I crawled to the next guy, "Sir, may pig please empty her ass?" He chuckled, "no, I think the pig needs used some more." Sir waved me over and I crawled to him. He opened another bottle of beer and removed the empty bottle from my ass. He pushed the full bottle into my ass and emptied half of it in my bowels before pulling it out and replacing it with the empty one. He fucked me with the empty bottle a bit before sending me back around to the others. I crawled back to the first guy, "Sir,. “We don’t need to carry our shopping bags with us all the time, do we? Let’s leave them in our room. Or better, let’s have a rest. We’ll hit the town later.” She took off her jacket as soon as she found herself in their cosy hotel room again and hung it on a hook. She could now admire his body, which she knew very well, while he was organizing the bags. So little time they had and so many things were to be done. “So, what shall we do next?” she asked him when he finished. “No idea.” The. He continued this and I soon got a har on from all the touching down there and he sreamed "are you a fag boy" . He punched me in the face and i fell on the ground. I layed there for a minute hopping this was all a bad dream. He then went back to his car and turned it off. He came back with rope, and a black bag. He pulled me back up and said do not make one sound. Then and grabbed my dick and began to jack me off. I was not enjoying one bit and was completly humiliated. Not nowin what was.