"Well, I guess that makes you a faggot, doesn't it?"I softly replied, "Yes." I wondered if that didn't make Mike one too, but was smart enough not to ...ay anything.Allie again took her 'cock' in her hand, and started to stroke it up and down."Ooh, I think it's hard now, just the way you like it. Suck my cock, sissy willow, and show me just how good you are."Allie strode to me, and positioned herself, standing between my legs. She put her hands behind my head and pulled me towards her 'cock'.I. She turned around after she paid the guy, and I quickly stopped checking her out. “You ready to eat”. She asked me. “Yeah I’m really hungry.” We walked into her small kitchen and sat down at the table and started eating. I realized I wanted something to drink so I got up to get a glass of water, and I saw the top of her pale white ass crack showing from where her jean have slid down. I stood there speechless just staring until she asked me “Are you sure it was okay me asking you to do this.” Uh. “Enough to get by,” Béla admitted, then pressed on by to take the lead in their journey up the washed-out path. She didn’t bother to tell him that she could learn almost any language in any part of the world she found herself, pretty much the same way she had raided his mind to find out how his TV remote worked. She figured that if he stayed around, he’d figure it out, eventually.In another hour of climbing, with two more breaks so that Jake could catch his breath, the cabin suddenly appeared. We’d talked over dinner, about COVID (we were both fully vaccinated) and our kids (he had a young daughter and I had Toby) and movies (Black Widow was pretty good) and the weather (it seemed to be a little warmer than usual). By the time we got to my bedroom, the second time for Ryan, our talking had quieted to quick observations (wow, nice shoulders, your nipples are hard), and at this point we weren’t really speaking at all, just smelling and touching and, in Ryan’s case, tasting. And for.