He told me to stand in front of him and turn around slowly, and he told me what a nice ass I had, and felt it up. My cock started tingling. I sat down...next to him, and our host put in a VHS porn tape (this WAS the early ’80’s) Of course, it was a gay flick, and it was about black guys and white sissies. They weren’t trannies or CD’s, but they were sissies. As the movie progressed, Walter started squeezing my thigh, and running his hand up and down my inner thigh. It was obvious he wasn’t here. I slowly began to pump the dildo in and out of my ass, making each stroke deliberately long and drawn out. I then slide my hand down to the base of the hot rod, and pushed a button that turned on vibrations throughout the length of the dildo. I let out a moan that was so loud I was sure that it could and would be heard outside of my room. This was it, the home stretch, once the vibrator was turned on, it was time to grab my cock, and drill my ass on home. I took my hot, oozing cock into my free. I don't suppose we'll have time for another go before Sally comes in, will we? When's Claire coming home? What's the matter? Russie?"He raised his face from its damp resting place. Had he heard correctly? Probably not, with tits wrapped round his ears. Not nearly as big as Sally's monsters, of course, but still a wonder of nature."You didn't answer my question," she said."Which one?" When's Claire coming home?" It's hard to say. She was going to call again on Tuesday. Tomorrow." Oh, good! You. ”“yikes. what time flt tmrw?”“1030”“why dont u come stay the night here? only 30 mins by metro”I gulped, trying to keep my suddenly throbbing heart under control. The last (and only) night we spent together had been quite surreal. My memories from that evening had fueled weeks of masturbation activity, and had me curiously looking up porn websites dealing with analingus and watersports in incognito browser windows. I had been strangely intrigued and turned on by some of that stuff, especially.