"Where were we?"Ricky went back to sucking my dick, and I had my hand on the back of his head, pushing him further to my base. Just before I came, Ri...ky stopped and stood up."Alright, baby. Time for you to see a real snake," he said, pulling down his zipper and pushing me down onto my knees. "He wants out of his cage real badly. Open wide for daddy."Wow, Ricky had a monster. Eight inches of beautiful dick muscle nestled between two big boulder balls covered in blonde hair. "Suck it babe!". We had cold Southern fried chicken with a salad and a very fine white wine.It was funny, really. Since it’s only a shade over 400 miles from Atlanta to Orlando, Guy had to dawdle and even zig out over the Atlantic to give us time to enjoy our lovely lunch without being rushed. Ain’t service wonderful?Again a limousine was waiting for us at the executive terminal to take us to our hotel at Disney World. For my part, I was getting a great kick out of Kris’s enthusiasm and excitement. As we. " (Please, relax. I'm not what you fear.)A very slight frown as she visibly put the issue aside. "Where are you from?" (I can't figure out if you have an accent or not.)"Greece, originally. Now ... an endless number of hotels, it seems." (I'm hoping for some companionship as well as sex.)"Wow, you sound like you grew up around here." For once, words and intent were congruent.He replied with the same alignment. "I have a special talent for languages."She glanced at the door. "Are those guys. My father yielded placidly. Thus encouraged I took his hand to my cheek and pressed the back of it firmly to my cheek. Such was my mood that the hairs on the back of his hand rubbing on my cheek were thrillingly sensuous. Meanwhile the lovers on the screen were in a tight embrace. I do not know how it happened but his hand was on my lips. Did I kiss? I might have but I do not know for I was in a daze. I darted a glace at Appa. His eyes were on the screen. He seemed unaware of what I was doing..