Then, with a salacious grin, Tex again assumed control of the situation.“You see… the thang is, gay men need to have their butts serviced, to keep...them happy and chilled, just like a female needs her pussy well-serviced,” Tex stated with an air of authority.“Oh?” was all Sam could manage, now totally mystified.Without missing a beat, Tex now commenced expounding on his theory. “I regularly offer pussy service to my female customers and they love it. Of course, pussy is pussy, so how can I. "Many of the guests tried to get them to stay just a little while longer but they refused to do so. Amanda just smiled and hugged Charlie. She looked up into his eyes and then turned to the guests and said, "No, Charlie's right. It's time we left. Good bye everyone." She turned back to Charlie and gently pushed him out the door, following behind with their fingers still entwined.Finally their friends gave up trying to keep them there and stood waving as they got into Charlie's truck. All the. The landscape was incredible, tropical forest covering the hills like green clouds. I hadn't gone too far when I came across a wooden sign nailed to a tree, with the word "Xtilala" daubed in black paint, and an arrow pointing down the hill.I followed the path and soon found myself approaching a wooden shack, with a group of people milling around outside, laughing and smoking. They all looked about my age, and all wore cut-offs and loose shirts, some with wide-brimmed hats to help fend off the. “Have I made my point yet?”“Yes, Tommy,” she muttered.He slapped her butt again. “I don’t think so,” he growled and began the spanking once more. When her cheeks were bright red, he stopped. “Have I made my point yet?”“Yes, baby,” she whispered. “I am your submissive wife and will do as you say.”“Spread your legs,” he demanded, watching as she followed his instructions. Tommy pushed her face down on the cold stone of the countertop. He saw her breast pressed against its glossy top and knew her.