My job had a 24 hr gym, so I left the house a little after 11pm and headed to relieve some stress. I began working out and didn't pay any attention to...the only other person working out across the room. After about half hour, I was on my back working my legs. When I heard the middle-aged white dude say "You're doing it wrong. " I looked up and he was standing beside me. I said "What?" He repeated what he said and stooped down to push my legs showing me how far I should extend them. It felt. I found that receiving oral from a male or female has to be one of the most enjoyable interpersonal activities two people can share. I started by being a one-way bisexual, just letting men suck my dick, but not sucking them in return. After three years receiving oral from men, I developed a curiosity about giving fellatio. I was hesitant about meeting a man to give him fellatio but found the courage. Having a man's dick in my mouth was thrilling but the feeling of him climaxing in my mouth. The rest of the evening was taken up with a floor show of singers, dancers and a magician. Back at the hotel I again asked Shilla about the following day saying that I felt guilty leaving her on her own. “I’ll let you into a secret,” said Shilla, “I won’t be alone, Faza is coming round to keep me company.” “Oh you crafty devil, cats away?” Shilla just smiled and said, “What the hell! What Ron doesn’t know won’t harm him.” After a light breakfast we returned to our room. “ What should. “Who,” the guy rubbed his eyes.“Black guy. Tall, Big build.”“Oh yeah! He’s back…”She pushed past him. She gagged at the smell and the sight of discarded fast food containers, liquor bottles, beer cans, and condom wrappers.“Who is it,” a deep voice inquired.She turned around and saw a bald,shirtless brown skinned man with gold teeth and lots of tattoos.“Who is you,” he asked.“Travon’s wife,” she hissed.“Get back in the room, Minx.”The white boy slithered away.“You probably don’t wanna go back.