’ They continued their silent meal until they were full. Hannah regressed into sullenness. Tom got up and brought the wine bottle back from shore. ...e removed his shirt, drank a slug and sat down with his back against a warm rock. ‘Are you going to Bogart that?’ ‘Yup.’ He took another hit. Hannah ignored him for a while. ‘It’s hot,’ she said, and pulled off her tee shirt. ‘Can I have a drink?’ ‘Come and get it.’ He refused to ogle her topless approach. When she stood over him and held out her. I responded in kind and soon Ann was writhing around on my lap as we wrestled our tongues. I quickly glanced around but everyone else was so involved in their own activities that we were attracting no attention. Whilst we were kissing, although my left arm was trapped under Ann's body, my right arm was free and I carefully slid it up to and chest and gently rested it on her left breast. This seemed to spur Ann on as she kissed me even more passionately, and I took this as a hint!I gently. Also, when engaging in gay sex, men, including myself, are much more comfortable to express their desires or state of mind.I like telling other men to stroke their big cocks (regardless of how big they really are) while I am fucking them, or to ask them to 'shove their fat cocks' in my ass. It turns me on, and them too.But it doesn't come natural to tell women how much I like fucking their hairy pussy, or how much I like it when their breasts hang down towards my chest when they are on top of. Whenever no one was around he would fondle my breasts or try to slip his hands under my dress. I begged him to stop; he begged me to take off my panties. He teased me and ‘blackmailed’ me. “mom, if you love me you would do anything for me. There’s nothing you can’t ask me to do; if you said i should lick you in the middle of the living room, i’d do it. And you wouldn’t do this little thing for me?”He was playing but the truth is there is nothing he could ask that i wouldn’t do and i want to.