Just above me, away from the sea, were two couples who were lying silently, though their occasional wandering hands signalled that sex was not at all ...ar from their minds. To my left there was a couple that were enjoying a happy conversation, and I was encouraged to receive a friendly smile from the lady as I put my towel on the ground. Settling down, I just relaxed, feeling the heat of the summer sun on my body, gradually taking in and enjoying the surroundings. I lay on my back, and my cock. "Are you a cold tigress?" "ye, yes Master" "well we'll have to see if we can find a way of warming you up then won't we?" "Uh huh" "Where's your toybag, cumslut?" "On the bed" "Lie down, assume the pose" i lie down on my stomach, legs bent, feet crossed my arms in a box infront of me, head up as you leave the bathroom, and walk the short distance to my bedroom you take out the big red candle and the matches before coming back into the bathroom. You light the candle, and tell me to put my arms. I smiled and simply replied yeah. She started rubbing my cock through my pants. I grabbed the oil and poured some on her breast, and rubbed them a bit more, until they were fully erect. Then I pulled her short skirt down, that revealed her white thongs! I turned her around and dropped my pants to reveal my boxers and half erect penis. I slid my cock out of the hole in my boxers and shoved it between the string of her panties and slowly slid it in and out. She moaned feeling the touch of my 8”5. One night, I went to a jam session with a half-a-dozen other musicians. I'd played with a couple of them before and they were cool as well as great musicians. There was this spectacular amazon at this jam who, I was told, was an amazing singer. One look at this woman and all I could think of was mountain climbing - she was a stunner. That is, until she opened her mouth to sing and it became evident that she was dreadful. I soon realized that this jam was not about music, but about ego. The lead.