”Hans expertly runs his thumb and forefinger along the length of my erection as he teases just the tip of it with his lips and tongue.Suzi suddenly ...as a riding crop in her hand, “Cum for us, don’t hold back, then you can watch me pleasure Hans with this.”“Want me to scratch your balls?” Hans moans and he does without waiting for an answer and I have a mind-blowing orgasm as he swallows my load with aplomb.“Your cock is magnificent, absolutely magnificent,” Hans moans as he stands up holding my. I'm not clean. It's not safe."Her face frowned. She pulled herself up and sat next to me as I pulled my pants back up and buckled them. The mood was broken."I'm sorry," I said. I thought about how to make a graceful exit."Want to talk about it?" she asked.I hesitated for a moment, wondering whether I wanted to say anything. What the hell, I'd gone this far."Let's just say that my ex-wife gave me a going away present before I divorced her ass." Oh," she said.I got up to leave. She made no. . how about the Persian Gulf Surf Club? The owners owe me some favors and I'm pretty sure they could whip up some dead cow and lobster that'd bring a happy tear to the eye." Good, let me get together with Harry and Margo and I'll call you back with a time, let you make the appointment." Okay ... honey, I'm so glad you're okay." Thank you Dommi," Carol answered, feeling like a complete and total shit. "I really appreciate that."The Persian Gulf Surf Club was owned and operated by a trio of Gulf. I had spent the evening quite uneventfully to the point that I decided to go skinny dipping in the pool which was, as is often the case late in the evening, poorly lit and not really visible to too many rooms or the office. I undressed in my room and left for the pool with nothing but the towel wrapped around me and my key in my hand. Off I went. Not doing anything wrong, I proceeded down those concrete stairs and through that alleyway that so often splits the buildings and crossed the path to.