Finally I my cock went down and I covered my load with sand and started to get up to leave hoping no one noticed anything...I walked to the water and ...aded in. The black guy stood up and I thought he was fixing to leave, but instead he came into the water where I was and started talking to me. Just small talk at first and then he asked if I would like to come up to his hotel room and have a drink with him...I said yes and as we walked up toward his room my thoughts were: ( yes, I want to have a. He walked to the bed and sat down. I walked towards him and was standing in front of him now and grabbed his hands and laid them on my sweater, on my breasts. " Truth or dare? " I asked. " Dare! " : Tim replied fast. I smiled at him. " Do you dare to watch how I pull off my sweater and bra without touching yourself or me? " I asked him. " Well okay, go ahead " : Tim replied. Again I laid my finger on his lips : "Ssst, I wasn't ready with my challenge yet. " I smiled again : "Do you dare to. " He leaned towards me, planting a softly seductive kiss on my tender lips. We'd done more kissing in the past two weeks than I think I've ever done in my life. "For me?" He batted the thick fringe of lashes which framed his gorgeous hazel eyes."You're insane." I laughed, ripping the t-shirt from his hands. "Do you really want all those drunken men out there ogling my tits all night long?" Actually," Shaun's grin was cocky. "Since you're going home with me, I won't mind. I'm proud of those. To my surprise she told me that she had read of a woman being ‘Spit Roasted’ and that she wanted to try it. I explained the facts of what she was going to do and I could see that she was becoming aroused, she began to stroke my stiffening cock. I told her that she would have to choose a man with the attributes she wanted. She gushed ‘I want him to be tall, and strong with a long cock. Oh! and bisexual’ This really threw me. I had never had any homosexual tendencies although I prided myself on.