Her legs between my legs, her pussy on top of my cock, our chests touching. I reach up and draw her face to me, and I kiss her. She rolls off to one s...de and lays her head on my chest, lightly tickling my muscles. Her hand was going from my nipples to my belly button. “Stan, I know I said I wanted to make love to you after that shower episode, but quite frankly, I’m worn out. First, jet lag and ultimate squirting orgasms, then that damn shower head, then you fucking my ass. Would it be alright. I vaguely remembered Morgan supporting me as we entered a cool lobby, the weak sunlight disappearing over the horizon, but not anything else.I pushed a button on my digital watch and squinted at the sudden light, barely making out the time: 4:02am. I hit another button and found that it was early Monday morning. Somehow, I wasn't surprised that a trip that had taken my father and I a few days, we made in one. Not needing bathroom breaks, food or sleep can make a trip a lot shorter.I sat up and. As the Brunette who had just taken care of him kept on smiling, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop staring back."You're new in Constantinople's Lot, aren't you?" the Brunette asked him.Charles thought better not to annoy her too by giving her a "yes and no" response."Yeah I am. I'm Charles by the way," Charles offering his hand for a shake."My name's Ivy," Ivy shaking Charles's hand. "And these are my friends."Ivy turned around and stared at the other two girls. One of the other girls. Even with such a light touch he seemed to stiffen even more so I moved my fingers up and down lightly liking the feel of his harness to my fingers. Suddenly he opened his eyes, saw what I was doing and smiled. “I,ve always been curious if you liked men, too, Joe. Why don,t you take it out and have a proper feel?” I smiled back sheepishly. “I just couldn,to resist your big cock, Martin, sorry!” “Don,t apologise, Joe, I like you just as much. We can play with each other for as long as we want..