" You're kidding?" I asked, aghast at the thought."Of course I am," she giggled. "Look, it's just a bunch of teenagersand young people playing a few i...struments. I bet they're no betterthan us. We played to the French president and I bet they don't havethat tonight." Yeah, they just have diplomatic passports." And people who want to kill them for becoming friends with the enemy.When we get there, take a look at the concert guide; you'll see thatthey don't say who is playing the parts. That is. ” I used the self check-out at the grocery store to avoid being embarrassed at the checkout. I was disappointed that it no longer had any scent or taste! How PC, or whatever, can you get! Takes all the pleasure out of the product and just makes it a utility marker to redden lips. Boring! But at least it was still the creamy lustrous very red that I remember so it would have to do.So we went on our trip. The first night we were both dead tired after driving all day so nothing happened. I like...well dominance. But Master didn't kiss me, he just reached over and started to feel me up. Gently inspecting my penis and my scrotum. I didn't know if I can jerk him off here, or well...suck him, so I decided that I will wait for his guidance, command if you will.And it paid off. As he stopped touching me, he removed my hand from him, took me out of the steam room (we were pretty well steamed anyway) walked me to the showers and firmly placed me under one of the showerheads. He started. I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, I didn’t even pull the spread down. I dreamed about getting sucked off, It was so real that I shot off, causing me to wake up, as soon as my eyes popped open I saw a tall man next to my bed his hand was still stroking my slick dick from the cum I shot. I flipped over on my belly trying to hide, hell boy too late to turn over you done loaded my hand up, with that cum. Yo Uncle sent me down to wake you up to come to breakfast. My name is Josh, I.